She's like the swallow that flies so high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sun shining on the lee shore
And I love my love and love is no more
It was out in the garden this fair maid did go
To pick the beautiful primmer rose
The more she plucked, the more she pulled
Until she had her apron full
It was out of these roses
She made a bed
A thorny pillow for her head
She lay her down, no word she spoke
Until this fair maid's heart was broke
She's like the swallow that flies so high
She's like the river that never runs dry
She's like the sun shining on the lee shore
And I love my love and love is no more