The Blacksmith - Banjo - Folk song

The Blacksmith is a Traditional Irish Celtic Folk Song. Clumsy clawhammer and vocal version. I posted a guitar version as well a couple months ago.

The Blacksmith - Lyrics

Oh the blacksmith courted me, nine months and better
He bravely won my heart, wrote me a letter
With his hammer in his hand, he looked quite clever
And if I was with my love, I would live forever

But where has my love gone, with his cheeks like roses
And his good black billycock on, decked with primroses
I'm afraid the scorching (summer?) sun, will shine and burn his beauty
And if I was with my love, Well I'd do my duty

Strange news has come to town, strange news is carried
Strange news flies up and down, my love he's married
I wish them both much joy although they can't hear me
And may God reward them well for the slighting of me

Don't you remember well, when you lay beside me
you said you'd marry me and not deny me
If I said I'd marry you, it was only for to try you
But bring your witness love, and I'll not deny you

Oh witness have I none, save God almighty
May he reward you well, for the slighting of me
Her lips grew pale and wan, it made her poor heart tremble
To think she loved him so and he proved deceitful