One night as I lay on my bed,
Oh, I dreamed about a pretty maid.
I was so distressed,
I could take no rest;
Love did torment me so.
So away to my true love I did go.
And it's when I came to my love's window,
So boldly then I called her name,
Saying, "It was for your sake
I'm come here so late
Through this bitter frost and snow.
So open your window, my love, do."
"My mam and dad, they are both awake
And they are sure for to hear us speak.
There'll be no excuse
Then but sore abuse,
Many's the bitter word and blow.
So begone from my window, my love, do."
"Oh, your mam and dad they are both asleep,
So they are sure not to hear us speak,
They are sleeping sound
On their bed of down
And they draw they breath so low.
So open the window, my love, do."
My lover rose and she opened the door
And just like an angel she's stood there on the floor.
Oh, her eyes shone bright
Like the stars at night,
No diamonds could shine so.
So it's in with my true love I did go.