How Cold the Wind Doth Blow (or the Unquiet Grave) Lyrics

How cold the wind doth blow
Dear love
How heavy fall the drops
Of rain
I never had but one true love
And in the Greenwoods
He was slain
I'll do as much for my true love
As ever in my path of flames
I will seek and mourn

Upon his grave
Dear love
For twelve month and a day
When these twelve was gone
And passed
The ghost began to speak
And then asked:
"Why sit you here
All on my grave?
Sweetheart, and will you not
Let me sleep?"
What is it you want of me
Sweetheart
One kiss, one kiss
From your snowy white lips
Is all I crave from you
Dear love
My lips they are so cold as clay
My breath smells heavy
And strong
If you were to kiss
My snowy white lips
Sweetheart
Your time would not be long.