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So early, early in the spring |
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I shipped on board to serve my king |
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I left my dearest dear behind |
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She oftimes swore her heart was mine |
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And all the time |
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I sailed the seas |
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I could not find a moment's ease |
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For thinking of my dearest dearbut never a word of her could |
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I hearAt last |
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I sailed into |
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Glasco town |
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I searched the streets both up and down |
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Inquiring for my dearest dearbut never a word of her could |
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I hearI went straight way to her father's hall |
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And gladly for my love did call |
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My daughter is married she's a rich man's wife |
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She's wed to another much better for life |
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Oh curse your gold and your silver too |
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And curse the girl that wont prove true |
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Who all her former vows did break |
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And went with another for richer's sake |
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If the girl is married that |
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I adoreI'm sure |
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I'll stay on land no more |
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I'll sail the seas till the day |
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I dieI'll break through waves rolling mountain high |
