[intro]
[violin solo] , , ,
as i roved out one summer night
to view the flowers and breathe the air
'twas there i spied a tender maiden
talkin' to her daughter so dear
sayin' daughter oh daughter married you'll be
no longer to live the sweet single life
mother oh mother i'd rather be
some young sailor's wife
well sailor boy likes to wander round
he will be your downfall
you're better to wed a farmer boy
for to see he never will go
her mother came back from the fields
only to find her daughter so dear
hanging from her blanket of blue
in the lonely hour of night
[organ solo] , , ,
as i roved out one summer night
to view the flowers and breathe the air
'twas there i spied a tender maiden
talkin' to her daughter so dear