| lyric | 1. Young men and maidens I pray draw near;
the truth to you I will now declare,
How a young lady’s heaert was won,
All by the loving of a farmer’s son.
2. As she walked out through asilent grove,
Who should she meet but her true love.
‘Kind Sir,’ she said,‘And upon my life,
I do intend to be your wife.’
3. ‘Oh, fairest creature it cannot be
That I should be wedded unto thee.
Since Iam going for to be wed
To Handsome Sally your waiting maid.’
4. ‘If that be true as you tell to me,
A bitter pill I will prove to thee,
For shipping I’ll take immediately
And I’ll sail with Sally to Floridee.’
5. As they were sailing upon the Main,
This wicked wretch she contrived ascheme:
While handsome Sally lay fast asleep,
She plunged her body into the deep.
6. Hanged and burned then was she,
For her sad crime and cruelty.
So two fair maids were by love undone,
And in Bedlam lies the farmer’s son. |