Rest you head my love;
Rest your tired limbs;
Leave your mind at peace, at peace, at peace,
What are you thinking now?
Thinking of a girl
As golden as the sun
She loved me not like you, like you, like you
Pray do you love me more?
It`s hard to say for sure.
A child, sixteen, was I
Both virgins did we buy, we buy, we buy
You loved her more than me
She left me one dark night
She took my heart for free
I`ve seen her not since then, since then, since then,
God if I saw her now.
