"Oh can I go to my love's side
Oh let me go this day.
Please let me go to my love's side,
Oh mother don't make me stay.
I was a rose in April
And still a rose in June
I fear that come the winter
I shall no longer bloom."
"Oh daughter, daughter you cannot go,
Oh you cannot go this day,
Your father he forbade you
And at home you must remain
You were a rose in April
And still a rose in June,
But God can send fine winters
And I know my rose will bloom."
"Mother, mother I must away
Unto my true love's side.
Bring to me my white horse
And away to him, I'll ride."
She's rode through fields of barley
And she's rode through fields of corn,
She's come unto her true love
One hour before the dawn.
Her father being awakened
Heard of his daughter's flight,
He's taken up his dagger
And he's rode into the night.
And he's rode through fields of barley
And he's rode through fields of corn,
He's come unto her true love's house
just before the dawn.
He's found his daughter sleeping
In her true love's arms
He's taken up his dagger
And it's deep into their hearts.
"Oh father, cruel father
You've killed my love, killed me.
But now I'll rest beside him,
Locked in his arms I'll be.
Locked in his arms I'll be.
