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Title
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Lass with the jet braided hair
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Singer
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Cutts, Allan
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
As I was a-walking one morn, a-viewing the meadows in spring,
The birds were sweetly in tune, I heard a poor damsel did sing;
I gazed on the spotless poor creature, like Venus she then did appear,
For she was the grandest of nature, 'twas the lass with the jet braided hair.
Verse 2
Her neck was as fair as the lily, her teeth were as white as the pearl,
Like the roses that grow in the garden, were the cheeks of this charming young girl;
A dress if bright crimson velvet, this beautiful damsel did wear,
And a chain of pure gold with a diamond, was wove in her jet braided hair.
Verse 3
Long did I court this fair damsel, and fixed our nuptial day,
Till her mind to some other did ramble, and scornful these words she did say -
'I have one more bolder and clever, my hand and my heart I will share.'
So I bid adieu now for ever, to the lass with the jet braided hair.
Verse 4
So farewell all my friends and relations, I never may see you no more!
I'll travel through all foreign nations and seek for my dear native shore;
Since I am doomed for to wander, I'll try my fond heart for to cheer,
So I bid adieu now and for ever, to the lass with the jet braided hair.
