Lyrics

Proud Maisie stands at her father’s door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there came a gardener child
With a red rose in his hand, his hand

A red rose in his hand
O you shall have my rose fair maid
If you give your flower to me
From the flowers in your father’s garden
I’ll make a gown for thee for thee
I’ll make a gown for thee

Your gown shall be sweet scented thyme
Your apron celandine
Your petticoat camowine
So kiss sweetheart and join and join
Kiss sweetheart and join

Your glove shall be of the clover flower
And shoes of rue so fine
Lined with blue cornflower
So join your love with mine with mine
Join your love with mine

Since you have made a gown for me
Among the summer flowers
I’ll make a suit for thee
Among the winter showers, the showers
Among the winter showers

New fallen snow will be your shirt (Milk-white snow)
That lies your body next
Night black rain with be your coat
And a wind gale at your breast your breast
A wind gale at your breast

The horse that you will ride upon
Will be a wintry grey
And every time that you pass by
I’ll wish you were away, away
I’ll wish you were away