Traditional Scottish Folk
Butcher Boy
[Verse 1]
In Edinburgh town where I did dwell
The fisher's girl, I loved her well
I courted her for many days
She stole from me my heart away

[Verse 2]
There is an inn in that same town
And there my love sits herself down
She sits upon a stranger's knee
And tells him what she wouldn't tell me

[Chorus 1]
The reason is, I'll tell you why
Because he's got more gold than I
But gold will melt and silver fly
In times of need he'll be as poor as I

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
Wrote a letter, wrote a song
Wrote a letter, wrote it long
On every line I dropped a tear
That every verse cried "Sarah dear"
[Instrumental]

[Verse 4]
I wrote a letter, wrote a song
I wrote a letter, wrote it long
On every line I dropped a tear
That every verse cried "Sarah dear"

[Chorus 2]
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish she was a maid again
A maid again she'll never be
'Till apples grow on an orange tree