I Wish My Baby Was Born

I wish, I wish

My baby was born

And sittin' on

It's papa's knee

And me, poor girl

And me, poor girl

Weren't dead and gone

And the green grass

Growin' o'er my feet

I ain't ahead

Nor never will be

Till the sweet

Apple grows

On a sour apple tree

But still I hope

The time will come

When you and I

Shall be as one

I wish, I wish

My love had died

And sent his soul

To wander free

Then we might meet

Then we might meet

Where ravens fly

Let our poor body

Rest in peace

The owl, the owl

Is a lonely bird

It chills my heart

With dread and terror

That someone's blood

That someone's blood

There on his wings

That someone's blood

There on it's feathers