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Date of issue: 06.12.2019
Record label: Christmas Relax
Song language: English
Greensleeves |
Greensleeves |
William Chatterdon Dixs |
Version 1 & 2 |
What child is this, who, lay to rest, |
on Mary’s lap, is sleeping |
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, |
while Shepards watch are keeping |
Chorus |
This, this is Christ the King |
whom Shepards guard and angels sing |
Haste, Haste, to bring him laud, |
The babe, the son of Mary |
Why lies he in such mean estate |
where ox and ass are feeding? |
Good Christian, fear; |
for sinners |
here the silent Word is pleading |
Chorus |
So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh come, |
peasant, King, to own him; |
The King of kings salvation brings, |
let loving hearts enthrone Him |
Chorus |
Version 2 |
Alas, my love, you do me wrong, |
To cast me off discourteously |
For I have loved you well and long, |
Delighting in your company |
Greensleeves was all my joy |
Greensleeves was my delight, |
Greensleeves was my heart of gold, |
And who but my lady greensleeves |
Your vows you’ve broken, like my heart, |
Oh, why did you so enrapture me? |
Now I remain in a world apart |
But my heart remains in captivity |
I have been ready at your hand, |
To grant whatever you would crave, |
I have both wagered life and land, |
Your love and good-will for to have |
If you intend thus to disdain, |
It does the more enrapture me, |
And even so, I still remain |
A lover in captivity |
My men were clothed all in green, |
And they did ever wait on thee; |
All this was gallant to be seen, |
And yet thou wouldst not love me |
Thou couldst desire no earthly thing, |
but still thou hadst it readily |
Thy music still to play and sing; |
And yet thou wouldst not love me |
Well, I will pray to God on high, |
that thou my constancy mayst see, |
And that yet once before I die, |
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me |
Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu, |
To God I pray to prosper thee, |
For I am still thy lover true, |
Come once again and love me |