My Sweet Shepherdess

When our lips met out by the well

I looked into your eyes

Your beauty so astounded me

I raised my voice up high

And as I wept, I felt a fire

Inside me start to grow

I begged the Lord

"If it is Your will, let our love be so"

Seven years I worked the field

Sweat gushing from my pores

Seven more I worked my hands

In the hopes of holding yours

Finally came the day we wed

I never can forget

The joy does greatly juxtapose

The pain felt at your death

Sleep soft, my sweet shepherdess

Feel my kiss upon your cheek

Your memory shall live within my heart

Until again we meet