Alas, my love, ye do me wrong, To cast me off discurteously. And I have loved you so long, Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but lady greensleeves. I have been ready at your hand, To grant whatever your would crave. I have both waged life and land, Your love and good will for to have.
