Where have you been my long lost love
These seven long years and more?
I am come to seek my former vows
You granted me before
Well I might have married a king's daughter
Far far beyond the sea
But I forsaken the crowns of gold
All for the love of thee
Well if you might have married a king's daughter
Yourself you have to blame
For I am married to a ship's carpenter
And to him I've a son
Well I've seven good ships all on the sea
And the eighth brought me to land
And I've four and twenty mariners
On gold on every hand
And so she's taken up her little young son
And she's kissed huim cheek and chin
Saying fare you well my ordinary young son
I'll never see you again
Now they hadn't been sailing long on the deep
Nor but a league but one
'til she began to weep and mourn
And to think on her young son
Oh hold your tongue high dearest dear
Little Leo[??] mourning be
And I'll show you where the white fishes swim
At the bottom of the sea
And he's struck the top mast with his hand
And the main mast with his knee
And he's struck that gallant ship in twain
And he's sunk her in the sea