There is a blackbird on yonder tree.
They say he's blind and he cannot see,
but never a girl as blind as me.
When that I fell into bad company.
He courted me when I was thin,
He courted me and my love did win,
But now that my bib is up to my chin,
He passes my door and won't come in.
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain,
I wish I was a maid again,
A maid again I never shall be,
Till apples grow under an ivy tree.
There is a blackbird on yonder tree,
They say he's blind and he cannot see,
But never a girl as blind as me,
When that I fell into bad company.
