Fair young maid all in a garden
Stange young man, passerby
He said, "Fair maid, will you marry me?"
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.
He`s been gone for seven years
Still no man shall marry me
What if he`s in some battle slain
Or drownded (sic) in the deep salt sea
What if he`s found another love
And he and his love both married be?
Well, if he`s in some battle slain
I will go and mourn all on his grave
And if he`s drowned in the deep salt sea
I`ll be true to his memory
And if he`s found another love
And he and his love both married be
I`ll wish them health and happiness
Where they dwell across the sea
He picked her up all in his arms
Kisses gave her: One, two, three
Said, Here am I, my own true love
I am your long-lost John Riley!