O Thou Art the Lad of My Heart

Oh! Thou are the lad of my heart, Willy

There's love and there's life and glee

There's a cheer in thy voice, and thy bounding step

And there's bliss in thy blithesome e'e

But, oh, how my heart was tried, Willy

For little I thought to see

That the lad who won the lasses all

Would ever be won by me

Adown this path we came, Willy

T'was just at this hour of eve;

And will he or will he not, I thought

My fluttering heart relieve?

So oft as he paused, as wе saunter'd on

T'was fear and hope and fеar;

But here at the wood, as we parting stood

T'was rapture his vows to hear!

Ah vows so soft thy vows, Willy!

Who would not, like me, be proud!

Sweet lark! with thy soaring echoing song

Come down from thy rosy cloud

Come down to thy nest, and tell thy mate

But tell thy mate alone

Thou hast seen a maid, whose heart of love

Is merry and light as thine own