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One evening fair i took the air |
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Down by blackwaterside |
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'twas gazing all around me |
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When the irish lad i spied |
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All through the first part of that night |
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We did lie in sport and play, |
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When this young man arose and he gathered his clothes, |
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Saying, ``fare thee well today''. |
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That's not the promise that you gave to me |
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When the first you lay on my breast, |
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You could make me believe with your lying tongue |
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That the sun rose in the west. |
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Go home, go home, to your father's garden |
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Go home and weep your fill, |
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And think upon your own misfortune |
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Which you bought with your wanton will. |
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There's not one girl in this whole town |
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As easily led as i, |
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And when the sky does fall and the seas will run dry, |
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Why, it's then you'll marry i. |
