Dit lied heeft ook als titels: The Week Before Easter' of 'I Once Loved A Lass'.

Hieronder 'The Week Before Easter' versie:

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The week before Easter, the day being fair

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The sun shining brightly, cold frost in the air

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I went intae the forest some flowers tae find there

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But the forest would yield me no roses

I once loved a lassie and I love her still. I hated all others who spoke of her ill. But now for my love she's rewarded me well For she's gone and she's married anither.

When I saw my wee lassie untae the church go The bride and the bridegroom they made a fine show And I followed after, my hairt full of woe To see my love wed tae anither.

The parson who married them aloud he did cry, “If any forbid it, I'd have you draw nigh.” Thought I to myself I'd a good reason why Though I had not the heart to forbid it.

I saw my love as she sat doon to dine. I sat doon beside her and poured her the wine. And I thought of the lassie that should have been mine, Now she's gone and she's married anither.

And when the bridesmaidens had dressed her for bed I stepped in amangst them and I kissed the bride Wishing I was the young man to lie by her side But it wasna my fortune to have her.

The men in yon forest they are asking of me, “How many wild strawberries grow in the salt-sea?” And I answer them back with a tear in my e’e, “How many ships sail in the forest?”

Go dig me a grave that is long, wide and deep And cover it over with flowers sae sweet That I may lay doon there and tak’ a long sleep And maybe in time I’ll forget her.

So they've dug him a grave and they've dug it sae deep And they've covered it over with flowers sae sweet And he has lain doon there to tak’ a long sleep And maybe by now he's forgotten.