In Tarrytown, there did dwell
 A lovely girl I knew her well
 I courted her on bended knee
 Until she said that she would marry me.
 
 Wide and deep my grave will be
 With the wild goose grasses growing over me.
 
 And her house stands in Tarrytown
 And now my love she dances 'round
 She sits upon another's knee
 For he has gold and silver more than me...
 
 Wide and deep my grave will be
 With the wild goose grasses growing over me
 Wide and deep my grave will be
 With the wild goose grasses growing over me.
 
 
 With the wild goose grasses growing over me.