Three Kinsmen Bold

There were three kinsmen bold

And they fell in love with me

The first came up and said

"My love is a greenwood tree"

Then slowly came he up

And kissed my fingertrips

"Be thou my love," he said

And boldly kissed my lips

The next all dressed in brown

As glick as a grick in mud

Steps up and has his say

"My love is a good red Earth"

With wanton kisses free

And love and laughter gay

I'll take thee for my bride

And dance 'til the break of day

The third was dressed in gray

And sobering mean was he

What mattered was he spoke

My love is a running stream

He held my trembling heart

And his kiss was deep and cool

I'll take thee for my bride

My love is a crystal pool

From out the woods so green

A mortal maid did trip

Each kinsmen held his breath

To see her rose red lips

Then up three hearts did leap

Three voices spake as one

Fair maiden, me, my bride

Until life's day is done

Though sadly hangs my head

And woeful is my heart

No lover have I now

Since mortal hand I must part