Cécile Corbel

I am a young maiden, my story is sad
For once I was carefree and in love with a lad
He courted me sweetly, by night and by day
But now he has left me and gone far away
Oh if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing
I'd follow the vessel my true love sails in
And in the top rigging I would there build my nest
And I'd flutter my wings to his broad golden chest
He sailed o'er the ocean, his fortune to seek
I missed his caresses and his kiss on my cheek
Oh if I was a blackbird, could whistle and sing