It’s When, My Dear

Oh, when, my dear, oh when, you come a-walking up the road,

Then everything that heavy was is now no more a load.

Yes, I was bound in heaviness, for you I didn’t see,

And this long way was heavier than heavy rocks that be.

But then, my dear, but then, you came a-walking sweet and fair,

And suns and stars were sparkling all round your eyes and hair!

A bit of bounce was in your arms, a-swinging side to side,

And then, my dear, oh then, was I awake with pride!

For oh, my dear, and oh, my love, you buoyed me like air,

And I was wholly bubbly light when you came by me there!

When everything that heavy was is now no more a load,

It’s when, my dear, it’s when, you come a-walking up the road.

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