Bonny Boy from Book Two by Mary Hampton

I once loved a boy
And a bonny, bonny boy:
He came and he went at request.
And this handsome young boy was my pride and my joy,
And I built him a bower at my breast.
I built him bower at my breast.

Well it's up the long alley
And down the green valley,
Like one that was troubled in mind.
I hallowed and I whooped
And I played upon my flute,
But no bonny boy could I find.
But no bonny boy could I find.

So I sat myself down
On a green mossy bank
Where the sun did shine wonderful warm.
And who should I spy
But my own bonny boy
Fast locked in some other girl's arm.
Fast locked in some other girl's arm.

Well the girl that's the joy
Of my little bonny boy
Let her make of him all that she can.
For whether he loves me
Or whether he don't
I will walk with that boy now and then.
I will walk with that boy now and then.

• Folk
• art song
• chamber music
• experimental folk
• folksong
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