At
the Blacksmith's Hands
Trad./E. Visser
When the
blacksmith courted me
Nine months and better
He fairly won my heart
He wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand
He looks so clever
And if I were with my love
I would live forever
Strange
news has come to town
Strange news is carried
Strange news flies up and down
That my love is married
I'm afraid the shining sun
Might burn and scorch his beauty
And if I were with my love
I would do my duties
What did
you promise me
When you lay beside me
Well you said you'd marry me
And not deny me
If I said I'd marry you
It was only to try you
So bring your witness love
And I'll not deny you
With his
hammer in his hand
He looks so clever
And if I were with my love
I would live forever