The Bonny Boy

The Bonny Boy Trad arr Block © 2012 Glasspool Music

I once loved a boy and a bonny bonny boy
I loved him I vow and protest
And I loved him so well, there’s no tongue can tell
I built him a bower in my breast
I built him a bower in my breast

Well it’s up the green valley and down the long alley
I wandered distracted in mind
I hollered and I whooped and I played upon my flute
But no bonny boy could I find
But no bonny boy could I find

I sat myself down on a green mossy bank
The sun being wonderful warm
And who should I spy but my own bonny boy
Fast locked in some pretty girl’s arms
Fast locked in some pretty girl’s arms

Well, the girl who’s the joy of my bonny bonny boy,
Let her make of him all that she can
And though he’s none of mine he’s a pleasure to my mind
And I’ll think on that boy now and then
I’ll think on that boy now and then

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