I must leave you for a season
Go out logging that hardwood timber
Hardwood timber that grows so low
In the forest of Fennario

Tell me what you need to live, love
Do you ask that you might own
Take my blue-eyed hound to guard you
I will make my way alone

I will not return in winter
If I be not back by fall
Seek me when this small sunflower
Grows above the garden wall

Fare you well and I would not weep
I bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now must I go
To the forest of Fennario

Nine month blew with sleeted rain
And still he came not back again
Summoned she the hound to go
To seek him in Fennario

He came back that fated day
To find his lady gone away
It haste to follow in her track
Where she could go but not turn back

Blue-eyed hound at her side the did bay
While fast her breath did fade away
She cried out, 'Turn my love and go
I would not have you see me so'

Fare you well and I would not weep
I bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now must I go
To the forest of Fennario

I shall not turn, I shall not yield
Oh, selfsame serpent sting my heel
Bleeds my ladys blood away
Beside the blue-eyed hound to lay

Angels sing their souls to sleep
Four winds grace their breath to keep
Up above yon garden wall
Stands the sunflower, straight and tall

Fare you well and I would not weep
I bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now must I go
To the forest of Fennario

Fare you well and I would not weep
I bid you tend your prayers to keep
Hill by dale now must I go
To the forest of Fennario
Hill by dale now must I go
To the forest of Fennario