| Was a maid in a garden, |
| Strange young man came riding by, |
| Said, «Fair maid, will you marry me?» |
| This then, sir, was her reply. |
| «Oh no, kind sir, I cannot marry thee, |
| For I’ve a love who sails along the sea. |
| He’s been gone for seven years, |
| Still he will return to me.» |
| «What if he’s in some battle slain, |
| Or drownded in the deep salt sea? |
| Or what if he’s found another love, |
| He and his love both married be?» |
| «If he’s in some battle slain, |
| Then I shall die when the moon doth wain. |
| And if he’s drownded in the deep salt sea, |
| I am true to his memory. |
| «And if he’s found another love, |
| And he and his love both married be, |
| I wish them health and happiness |
| Where they live across the sea.» |
| Well, he picked her up in his arms so strong, |
| And kisses gave her one, two, three, |
| Saying, «Come, my love, come with me, |
| I am your long lost John Riley.» |
| Saying «Come, my love, come to me, |
| I’m your long lost John Riley.» |