There once was a boy, a bonny bonny boy
And I loved him I vow and protest
I loved him so well, so very very well
That I built him a bower on my breast
That I built him a bower on my breast
It was o'er the green valley and o'er the green hill
Like one who is troubled in mind
I whooped and I shouted and I played upon my pipe
But no bonny boy did I find
But no bonny boy did I find
I sat myself down on the green mossy bank
Where the sun it shone wonderful warm
And who should I spy but my own bonny boy
He was locked in another's arms
He was locked in another's arms
Now the one who's the joy of my own bonny boy
Well I wish them the very best
And whether he loves me or whether he don't
I'll walk with that boy now and then
I'll walk with that boy now and then