[Verse 1]
The wind doth blow today, my love
With a few small drops of rain
I never had but one true love
And she in the cold grave has lain

[Verse 2]
I will do as much for my true love
As any young man may
I'll sit and mourn all on her grave
For a twelve months and a day

[Verse 3]
The twelve months and a day being up
The dead began to speak
"Oh, who is this sits on my grave
And will not let me sleep?"

[Verse 4]
"It is I, my love, sits on your grave
And will not let you sleep
I crave one kiss from your cold sweet lips
And that is all I seek"

[Verse 5]
"You crave one kiss from my clay cold lips
My breath smells earthly strong
If you had one kiss from my cold clay lips
Your time would not be long
[Verse 6]
"Oh, down in yonder’s gardеn green
Love, where wе used to walk
The fairest flower that ever bloomed
Is withered to a stalk

[Verse 7]
"The stalk is withered dry, my love
So must our hearts decay
So make yourself content, my love
Till God calls you away"