In My Little Thatched Hut Lyrics

In my little thatched hut

The blue-green grass grows by the brook

I lounge and I look

(I lounge and I look, I lounge and I look)

For my own true love to return

To come rowing in his rowboat back



I'll go to the flower stall

And get a violet to put in my jet-black hair

And make him tell me which one is the more fair

And in the meantime, I cry



And in the meantime, I cry

But what does it matter?

Because when I see him again

It'll be tears of joy