A fair young maid all in a garden
A bright young sailor came riding by
He said, fair maid, would you like to marry?
Or could you fancy such a one as I?
Oh no, kind sir, I cannot marry thee
For I've a love -all on the salt sea
Though he's been gone
for seven long years
Still no man shall marry me
What if he's on some battlefield slain
Or drowned in the deep salt sea?
But if he's with another love
He won't return to Mary, dear
Well, if he's on some battlefield's land
Or drownded in the deep salt sea
I'll stay here and weep alone,
And still stay true to his memory.
And if he's found another love
And won't return to marry me
I wish him all that wealth will bring,
Where they dwell across the sea.
He picked her up, all in his arms
And kisses he gave her, one,
two, an d three
Saying weep no more, my own true love
I am you long -lost John Re