Greensleeves

Oh a family of bards
A travelling went
To distant lands
A singing sweet
With pipes and strings and an open heart
Just to wish their brothers
The good life

Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves our heart of gold
And who but our noble greensleeves

In "Dante's" land, oh there they Marble strong
To see this Celtic bloods sincerety
A look a smile even a tiny gift
And turned their backs though curtesely

Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves our heart of gold
And who but our noble greensleeves

Then come to the city of a waltz they say:
"There they'll love you passionately"
But in truth they were given no time and even scorned
For the city of music is gone for gold

Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves our heart of gold
And who but our noble greensleeves

So they danced their way
Though scared and pained
To Shiller's sweet haven
And dearest folk
And at last they were watched with wondering love
And that lifted this family's saddened heart

Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves our heart of gold
And who but our noble greensleeves