|Visit Us On FB
2 O madam, I cannot marry you,
For with handsome Sally I vowed an oath, O madam, I cannot marry you both.
3 And then from shore they all did ride, Handsome Sally to be his bride. While handsome Sally lay fast asleep
This wretched lady plunged her into the deep.
4 O then from shore they all did ride, This wretched lady to be his bride.
Such troubled thoughts rolled across her breast Until the truth she did confess.
5 Young people, don't do as I have done; I've ruined myself and the farmer's son. And this fair lady distracted run;
At home in bed lies the farmer's son.