I courted a bunny girl,
and that is the day
I hated all oth ers against her desire.
An d now she's rewarded
me well for my pain
For one she's gone to get tied to an other
All the week before Easter
The moon bright and clear
on the sun
And it shone brightly
and quickly blew the air
I went down to the forest
to gather fine flowers
But the forest would yield me no roses
Oh, the first time I saw my love
It was to the church gondole bright
And the bridegroom,
they made a fine show
And I followed after her with my heart full
For to see her get tied to another,
Or the person that married them,
Allow me to cry all you that forbid it,
I love you, Jonah.
Thought I to meself,
I've a good reason why
But I had not the heart to forbid it
The next time I saw my love
It was in the church stand
And a gold ring on her finger,
and white gloves on her hand
And I thought to myself,
oh I should have been that man
But I never once mentioned to her
The last time I saw my love,
she was all dressed in white
All the tears filled my eyes,
white as the moon's eye
And I picked up my hat
and I bid her goodnight
Is it due to a false hearted true love
Of ladies and gentlemen
They are all asking me
how many white lilies grow in the Sunsea
And I answer them back
with a tea in my eye
How many ships sail in yon forest?
Go dig my grave, dig it long,
wide and deep,
High in struts all over,
with flowers so sweet.
So the time I die down there,
I ain't take a long sleep
And maybe that way I'll forget her