John Riley Traditional Fair young maid all in a garden there Strange young man passer by Said: fair young Miss, will ya marry me? And this then, Sir, was her reply: Oh, no, kind Sir, I cannot marry thee For I’ve a love who sails all on the sea Well, he’s been gone for seven years And still no man shall marry me What if he is in some battle slain Or drowned in the deep salt sea? What if he’s found him another love And he and his love both married be? Well, if he is in some battle slain And his body lies I know not where Or if he’s drowned in the deep blue sea Then I’ll be true to his memory And if he’s found him another love And he and his love both married be I wish them health and happiness Where they dwell across the see He picked her up all in his arms And kisses gave her one, two three Saying: Weep no more, my own true love I am your long lost John Riley Saying: Weep no more, my own true love I am your long lost John Riley   alles-uke.de