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Sovay Sovay all on a day |
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She dressed herself in man's array |
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With a brace of pistols all at her side |
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To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away she rides |
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As she was galloping on the plain |
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She met her true love and bid him stand |
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"Stand and deliver, young man" she said |
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"And if you do not, and if you do not, I'll shoot you dead" |
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He delivered up his golden store |
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And still she craved for one thing more |
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"That diamond ring that I see you wear |
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Oh hand it over, oh hand it over, and your life I'll spare" |
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"From my diamond ring I would not part |
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For it's a token from my sweetheart |
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Shoot and be damned you rogue" said he |
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"And you'll be hanged and you'll be hanged then for murdering me" |
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Next morning in the garden green |
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Young Sophie and her true love were seen |
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He spied his watch hanging from her clothes |
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Which made him blush lads, which made him blush lads like any rose |
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Why do you blush you silly young thing? |
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I thought to have that diamond ring |
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'Twas I who robbed you all on that plain |
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So here's your gold love, here's your gold and your watch and chain |
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"I only did it for to know |
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If you would be a man or no |
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If you'd given me that ring" she said |
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"I'd have pulled the trigger, pulled the trigger and shot you dead" |
