Oh a family of bards A travelling went to distant lands A singing sweet With pipes and strings and an open Heart,just to wish their brothers The good life Chorus Greensleeves was all our joy Greensleeves was our delight Greensleeves our heart of gold And who but our noble greensleeves In Dantes land,oh there they Marble strong,to see this celtic Bloods sincerety,a look a smile Even a tiny gift and turned Their backs though curtesely Chorus Then come to the citiy of a waltz They sayThere theyll love you Passionately. But in truth they Were given no time and even Scorned, for the city of music Is gone for gold Chorus So they danced their way Though scared and pained To Shillers sweet haven And dearest folk and at Last they were watched with Wondering love,and that lifted This familys saddened heart
greensleeves, citiy, curtesely, sincerety, saythere