The Cocks Are Crowing

The cocks are crowing, daylight’s appearing
It’s drawing near to the break of day
Arise my charmer out of your slumber
Arise my darling and come away
When he came to his true love’s window
He kneel-ed low down upon a stone
And through a pane he did whisper slowly
Arise my darling and let me in
Who is that that is at my window
Who is that that knows me so well?
It’s me it’s me your poor wounded lover
That fain would talk, love, unto you a while
Go away, love, and ask your daddy
If he’ll allow you my bride to be
And if he says no then return and tell me
For this is th last night I will trouble you
My dada he’s in his bed chambr
He’s fast asleep on his bed of ease
But in his pocket there lies a letter
Which readeth far love unto your dispraise
Oh what dispraise can he give unto me?
A faithful husband to you I’ll be
And what other neighbours have round their houses
The same my darling you will have with me