I loved a lad, I loved him so well I hated all others who spoke of him ill. Now he's rewarded me well for my love, For he's going to be wed to another. ♪ I saw my lover going to the curb door With his fair maiden he made a fine show. I followed them with a head full of woe For to see my love wed to another. The bride and the bridegroom sat down to dine I sat beside down them, poured out the wine For to drink to a lover that should have been mine But he's going to be wed to another ♪ The men of the old city they asked of me, "How many strawberries grow in the salt sea?" And I answered them with a tear in my eye, "How many dark ships sail the forest? Dig me a grave, dig it so deep, Cover it over with flowers so sweet. I lay me down for to take a long sleep And maybe in time I'll forget him.