flowers of the forest

i've heard them lilting

at our ewe-milking

and i've heard them lilting

before light o' day

now they are mourning

for all time lamenting

the flowers of the forest

are all wede away

sad they for the order

that sent them to the border

the english by guile

for once won the day

now they are mourning

for all time lamenting

the flowers of the forest

are all wede away

i've heard them lilting

at our ewe-milking

and i've heard them lilting

before light a-day

now they are mourning

for all time lamenting

the flowers of the forest

are all wede away