Wildwood Flower

I will twine with my mingles of raven black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair The meadow so bright with it's emerald hue And the pale and the leader and eyes look so blue I will dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway I woke from my dream and all idols was clay And all portions of love then had all flown away He told me to love him and promised to love And cherish me over all others above My poor heart is wondering no misery can tell He left me no warning, no words of farewell He told me to love him and called me his flower That was blooming to cheer him through life's weary hour How I long to see him and regret the dark hour He's gone and neglected his frail wildwood flower. --- Wildwood Flower - Joan Baez