Intro: N.C. verse 1 Among the oak and ash there grows A flower in the fold So it is that love itself A story often told verse 2 Of carpenters and kings, alike Of rich men and of poor Some will travel this whole wide world N.C. And take out nothing more verse 3 If I could live a thousand years I would not rightly know The workings of my true love's heart Why she had to go verse 4 I asked her parents where she was But they just stood there, cold So, without reply, I turned around And I was never told Instrumental N.C. Verse 5 Winter passed and Spring was here Summer had an end A letter came to me today Written in her hand Verse 6 Goodbye, dear, forgive me I cannot ask enough I understand now every soul Who ever died for love I understand now every soul Who ever died for love