They stood in the moonlight nearby the gate
Goodbye, my darling, I know you'll wait
She ceased weeping and smiled through tears
Saying, I've been [bad word]  love, through these long years
For on tomorrow at the break of day
He was to journey far far away
He held her closer, his promised bride
And to her questions these words replied
I've loved you always, yes, I've been [bad word] 
My heart shall never be, love, but for you
Oh, darling, believe me, far over the sea
Through life or death, still faithful I'll be
One year passed by, [bad word] home
His pilgrimage over, no longer to roam
And smiling, he thinks of her shining eye
Shining with [bad word]  a glad surprise
dainty letter he takes from his breast
To which his extended lips were pressed
And reading once more by the warming light
The words he had spoken to her that night
I've loved you always, yes, I've been [bad word] 
My heart shall never be, love, but for you
Oh, darling, believe me, far over the sea
Through life or death, still faithful I'll be
Once more he seeks the old garden gate
But he arrives, alas, alas, it's too late
The wedding is over, the knot is tied
He finds his darling another's bride
And later they found him there on the grass
pistol nearby, still holding fast
crop of letters that explained the deed
And in the pale moonlight these words did read
I've loved you always, yes, I've been [bad word] 
My heart shall never be, love, but for you
Oh, darling, believe me, far over the sea
Through life or death, still faithful I'll be