Olivia Newton-John

(Traditional)
Alas, my love, you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously
And I have loved you oh so long
Delighting in your company
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my lady Greensleeves
If you intend to be this way
It does the more enrapture me
And even so I still remain
A lover in captivity