Pretty, fair damsel in the garden
Brave, young soldier riding by
He rode up to her to view her
My pretty, fair miss, won't you fancy me?

You're not a man of a noble honor
You're not the man I had taken you to be
Or you wouldn't impose on a single lady
Who your bride can never be

I have a [bad word] love in the army
And he's been there for seven long years
And if he stays there seven years longer
No other man can marry me

Perhaps he's on some water course drowned 
Perhaps he's on some battlefield slain
Perhaps he's to some fair girl married
My pretty, fair miss, you'll never see him again

Well, if he's drowned, I hope he's happy
Or if he's on some battlefield slain
Or if he's to some fair girl married
I love the girl that married him