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Traditional |
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Some rival has stolen my true love away |
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So I in old England no longer can stay |
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I will swim the wide ocean around my fair breast |
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To find out my true love, the one I love the best |
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And when I have found out my joy and delight |
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I will welcome him kindly by day and by night |
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For the bells shall be ringing and the drums make a noise |
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For to welcome my true love with ten thousand joys |
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Here's a health to all lovers that are loyal and just |
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Here's confusion to the rival that lives in distrust |
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For it's I'll be as constant as a true turtle dove |
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And it's never will I prove false to my love |
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(repeat first verse) |
