Through bushes and through briars
I lately made my way
All for to hear the small birds sing
And the lambs to skip and play.

I overheard my own true love
Her voice it rang so clear
Long time have I been waiting for
The coming of my dear.

Sometimes I am uneasy
And troubled in my mind
Sometimes I think I'll go to her
And tell to her my mind.

But if I should go to my love
My love she would say nay
If I showed to her my boldness
She'd ne'er love me again.

If I showed to her my boldness
She'd ne'er love me again.