John Riley

Fair, young maid all in a garden
 Strange young man, passerby
 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 seas
 He's been gone for seven years
 Still no man shall marry me"
 "What if he's in some battle slain
 Or drownded in the deep salt sea?
 What if he's found another love
 And he and his love both married be?"
 "If he's in some battle slain
 I will die when the moon dove wane
 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 wish them health and happiness
 Where they dwell across the sea"
 He took his hands out of his pockets
 Fingers he had both great and small
 And all the gold that he had on
 At her feet he let it fall
 He picked her up all in his arms
 And kisses gave her one, two, three
 Sayin', "Weep no more, my own true love
 I am your long-lost John Riley"
 Sayin', "Weep no more, my own true love
 I am your long-lost John Riley"