1 Since I noo mwore do zee your feace,
2 Up stears or down below,
3 I'll zit me in the lwonesome pleace,
4 Where flat-bough'd beech do grow;
5 Below the beeches' bough, my love,
6 Where you did never come,
7 An' I don't look to meet ye now,
8 As I do look at hwome.
9 Since you noo mwore be at my zide,
10 In walks in zummer het,
11 I'll goo alwone where mist do ride,
12 Drough trees a-drippen wet;
13 Below the rain-wet bough, my love,
14 Where you did never come,
15 An' I don't grieve to miss ye now,
16 As I do grieve at hwome.
17 Since now bezide my dinner-bwoard
18 Your vaice do never sound,
19 I'll eat the bit I can avword,
20 A-vield upon the ground;
21 Below the darksome bough, my love,
22 Where you did never dine,
23 An' I don't grieve to miss ye now,
24 As I at hwome do pine.
25 Since I do miss your vaice an' feace
26 In pra{\"y}er at eventide,
27 I'll pray wi' woone sad vaice vor greace
28 To goo where you do bide;
29 Above the tree an' bough, my love,
30 Where you be gone avore,
31 An' be a-waiten vor me now,
32 To come vor evermwore.
