Are you going to leave me, love Are you going to leave me Would you give up your own love true To go with a girl you never knew My true love stands in the bower door Combing down his yellow hair His bonnie face I like to see I wonder if my love thinks of me When I wore my apron low Couldn't keep you from my door But now my apron's to my shin You pa** me by and won't come in I wish my baby - it was born Smiling on his daddy's knee And I a poor girl - dead and gone And the green gra** growing over me Now there's a bird in your church yard They say he's blind and cannot see I wish it had been the same with me Before I kept your company I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain I wish I was a maid again But a maid again I will never be Since that young man lay still with me Are you going to leave me, love Are you going to leave me Would you give up your own love true To go with a girl you never knew