Kate Rusby - Playing of Ball Lyrics
It happened one evening at the playing of ballWhen first I met Willie, he was proper, he was tallHe was neat, fair and handsome, straight in each limb There's a heart in my bosom and it's aching for him.Will you go along with me all down the roadTo see father's dwelling and the place of our abodeHe knew by her look and her languishing eyeHe was the young man she valued most high.There's a place in my garden, young Willie, said she Where Lords, Dukes and Earls, they wait upon meAnd when they are sleeping in their long, silent restI'll go with you, Willie