Alas, my love, ye do me wrong, 
To cast me off discurteously. 
And I have loved you so long, 
Delighting in your company. 

Greensleeves was all my joy, 
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold, 
And who but lady greensleeves. 

I have been ready at your hand,
To grant whatever your would crave. 
I have both waged life and land, 
Your love and good will for to have.