Well met, well met said an old true love. Well met, said he.
I'm just returning from the salt, salt sea, all for the love of thee. Come in, come in my old true love and have a seat with me. It's been three-fourths of a long, long year since together we have been. Well I can't come in or I can't sit down.
For I haven't but a moment's time.
They say you're married to a house carpenter and your heart will never be mine. That's odd, could've married a king's daughter dear.
I'm sure she'd of married me.
But, I've forsaken her crowns of gold all for the love of thee. Will you forsaken your house carpenter and come and go with me?
I'll take you where the gra** grows green on the banks of the deep blue sea. She picked up her little babe and kisses gave it three. Says stay right here my darling little babe and keep your poppa company. Well they hadn't been on ship for about two weeks, I'm sure it was not three, when his true love sat down and began to weep and mourn most bitterly. Says are you weepin' for my silver or my gold?
Says are you weepin' for my store? Or are you weepin' for that house carpenter whose face you'll never see no more?
No, I'm not weepin' for your silver or your gold. Or neither for your store.
I am weepin' for my darling little babe whose face I'll never see no more. Well they hadn't been on ship for about three weeks, I'm sure it was not four, when they sprung a leak in the bottom of the ship and it sunk for to rise no more.