And after morning there comes an evening And after evening another day And after false love there comes the true love I'll have you listen now to what I say My love he is the finest young man As fair as any the Sun shone on But how to save him I do not know it For he has got a sentence to be hung As he was marching through the streets of Derry
I own he marched up right manfully Being much more like a commanding officer Than a man to die upon the gallows tree What keeps my love, she saw that coming Oh, what detains her so long from me Does she think it, a shame of scandal To see me dying upon the gallows street He looked around and he saw her coming
And she [?] I let them see that they dare not [?] you And I [?] my love [?]
