I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love dressed in his suit of blue
And if my love leaves me what will I do…
And still she cried, «I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest»
And still she cried, «Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do»
There is a dance house in Maradyke
And there my true love goes every night
He takes a strange girl upon his knee
And now don’t you think now that angred me?
And still she cried, «I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest»
And still she cried, «Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do»
If my love knew that I could wash and wring
If my love knew that I could weave and spin
I’d make a suit of the finest kind
But the want of money leaved me behind
And still she cried, «I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest»
And still she cried, «Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do»
I know my love is an arrant rover
I know my love roames the wild world over
In foreign town he will chance to tarry
And some foreign maiden he’ll surely marry
And still she cried, «I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest»
And still she cried, «Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do»
And still she cried, «I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest»
And still she cried, «Bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do»