Sylvie

As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
 As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
 And looking so sadly
 Looking so sadly
 Looking so sadly upon the swift tide
 She thought on her lover who left her, and cried
 She thought on her lover who left her, and cried
 On the banks of the meadow
 On the banks of the meadow
 On the banks of the meadow she sat down and cried
 And as she sat weeping, a yeoman came by
 And as she sat weeping, a yeoman came by
 What ails you, my jewel
 What ails you, my jewel
 What ails you, my jewel, and makes you to cry?
 Well, I once had a sweetheart and now I have none
 I once had a sweetheart and now I have none
 He's gone and leave me
 He's gone and leave me
 He's gone and leave me in sorrow to mourn
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 Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed that I'd see
 Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed that I'd see
 Mine own dearest true love
 Mine own dearest true love
 Mine own dearest true love come smiling to me
 And when I awoke and I found it not so
 And when I awoke and I found it not so
 Mine eyes were like fountains
 Mine eyes were like fountains
 Mine eyes were like fountains, where the waters do flow
 I'll set sail of silver and steer toward the sun
 I'll set sail of silver and steer toward the sun
 And my false love will weep
 My false love will weep
 My false love will weep for me after I'm gone