Uploaded May 2022 | Updated September 2026, 3 days ago

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Singing makes me happy and comforts me, even if I'm not particularly good at it.

I have mild autism, if I happen to be slightly awkward it's because of that.
I hope it's okay.

Here's the text as I sing it:

It's of a young appretice went to his love one night,
The candles were all lighted, the moon was shining bright,
He went to his love's window to ease him off his pain,
She quickly rose to let him in and went to bed again.

Your mother and your father in yonder room do lie,
Enjoying of one another, so why not you and I?
Enjoying of one another, without a fear or doubt,
So take me in your arms, love, and blow the candle out.

'Twas early the next morning, just at the break of day,
The young man rose, put on his clothes and made to go away,
She was so loth [*] to part with him, but dare not speak it out
Saying take me in your arms, love, and blow the candle out.

When nine months they was over, nine months and a day,
He wrote his love a letter that he was going away,
He wrote his love a letter without a fear or doubt,
Saying he never would return again to blow the candle out.

* reluctant

The word "loth" was unknown to me before I looked up a transcription. I made slight nonsense of that line, but it should be fine.