I wish, I wish (Bold young farmer)
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain,
I wish I was a maid again;
But a maid again I never shall be
Till apples do grow on an orange tree.
A bold young farmer courted me
Took my heart and my liberty
I gave my heartwith a free good will
And I must confess that I love him still
I wish my baby it was born,
And smiling on its papa's knee,
And I to be in yon churchyard,
With long green grass growing over me.
There is a bird in yonder tree,
Some say he's blind and cannot see,
But I that bird would rather be
Since that bold young farmer courted me.
Another of these songs that exists in untold variations - and bits of similar songs get stuck on the end or in the middle
Background
I like that she admits that she still loves him: plus the third stanza - where we seem to be getting two halves of two different wishes - but then again perhaps not.