I once loved a boy, and a bonny bonny boy,
I loved him, I won't protest
And I loved him so well, and so very very well
That I built him a bower in my breast,
I built him a bower in my breast.Oh it's up the long alley, and down the green valley
Like one that was troubled in mind
I halloed and I whooped, and I played upon my flute
But no bonny boy could I find
But no bonny boy could I findOh I sat myself down on a green mossy bank
Where the sun it shone wonderful warm
When who should I spy, but my own bonny boy
Fast locked in some other girl's arms
Fast locked in some other girl's arms.Now the girl who's the joy of my own bonny boy
Let her make of him all that she can
Oh whether he loved me, or whether he don't,
I walk with that boy now and then
I walk with that boy now and then