Green Sleeves———-{My Fiiddle and I Thegither}

GREEN sleeves and tartan ties
Mark my true love where she lies:
I'll be at her or she rise,
My fiddle and I thegither.------

Be it by the chrystal burn,
Be it by the milk-white thorn,
I shall rouse her in the morn,
My fiddle and I thegither.------