As I went out one summer's day
To view the fields and the leaves were springing
I met two maids all on the way
One of them her hands was wringing
And all of her conversation was
My husband's got no courage in him
Oh dear oh oh dear oh
My husband's got no courage in him
Oh dear oh
All sorts of meats I do preserve
All sorts of drinks that's fitting for him
Oyster pie and rhubarb too
But that don't put no courage in him
Oh dear oh oh dear oh
That don't put no courage in him
Oh dear oh
For seven long years I made his bed
And for six of them I laid agin him
This morning I rose with my maidenhead
Shows he's got no courage in him
Oh dear oh oh dear oh
It shows he's got no courage in him
Oh dear oh
I wish to God that he was dead
And in his grave I'd quickly lay him
Then I'd find a nice young man
That's got a bit of courage in him
Oh dear oh oh dear oh
That's got a bit of courage in him
Oh dear oh
Come all you maids where'er you be
Don't you marry a man before you try him
Or else you'll sing your song like me
My husband's got no courage in him
Oh dear oh oh dear oh
My husband's got no courage in him
Oh dear oh