I went one Sunday evening my true love for to see I asked her to marry and she would not answer me The night is almost spent, it is near the break of day I'm waiting for an answer, oh, what will you say Kind sir, if I must tell you, I'd choose the single life I never thought it suited for me to be your wife Sir take this for an answer and for yourself provide I have another lover and you must be denied In the course of six weeks later this lady's mind did change She wrote me a letter, kind sir, I feel ashamed I feel as though I slighted you, I cannot hear you mourn So here is my heart, come take it and claim it as your own I wrote her back an answer and sent it back in speed I own that once did love you, I loved you dear indeed But since my mind has changed me, I seek another way Upon some pretty fair maiden my heart will have its sway Upon some pretty fair maiden my heart shall have its fill This world is wide and lonely, if one won't another one will