June Tabor - The Banks of the Sweet Primroses lyrics

As I walked out on a midsummer's morning To view the field and to take the air. Down by the banks of the sweet prim-a-roses, 'Twas there I beheld a most lovely fair. I said, "Fair maid, and why do you wander? And what's the occasion of all your grief? I'll make you as happy as any lady If you will grant me one small relief." "Stand off, stand off, for you are deceitful, You are the false deceiving young man, 'tis plain. 'Tis you that has caused my poor heart to wander And to give me comfort lies all in vain." "Oh, I'll go down to some lonesome valley Where no man on earth there shall me find, Where the pretty little small birds do change their voices And every moment blows blusterous wind." So come all young men with a mind for courting, Won't you pay attention to what I say? For there's many a dark and a cloudy morning Turns out to be a bright sunshiny day.