Alas, my love, you do me wrong,                
You treat me so discourtesly                   
When I have loved you so strong                
Delighting in [bad word]                     

Ref. Green Sleeves, you are all my joy,        
     Green Sleeves, you are all my life,       
     Green Sleeves, you're my heart of gold    
     And you are my lady of green sleeves.     

I have been ready at your hand
To grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land
Your love and good will for to have.

I bought thee curclets to thy head
That were wrought fine and gallantly,
I kept thee both at board and bed
Which coast my purse well favouredly.

Thy gown as of the grassy green,
Thy sleeves of satin handing by,
Which made thee be our Harvest Queen,
And yet thou wouldest not love me.

Ref. Green Sleeves - now farewell, adieu
     God I pray to prosper thee
     For I am still thy lover [bad word]     [bad word] once again and love

Alas, my love, you do me wrong
To cast me out so discourtesly
When I have loved you so strong
Delighting in [bad word] 
Ref. Green Sleeves was my delight
     Green Sleeves was my heart of gold
     Green Sleeves was my lady's love
     And who but my lady loves me