Pretty little miss out in the garden

Strange young man came riding by

Down at the gate he did address her

Saying pretty little miss won't you marry me



Oh no my love is on the ocean

Seven years out on the sea

And if he sails seven years longer

No man on earth can marry me





Perhaps your loved one he is drowned

Perhaps he's in some battle land

Perhaps he stole some girl and married

You'll never see your love again



If he is drowned I hope he's happy

Or if he's in some battle land

Or if he stole some girl and married

I'll love the girl that married him





He pulled his hand out of his pockets

His fingers being keen and small

This is the ring you placed upon here

Down by his feet she did fall



He picked her up in arms so tender

Kisses he gave her one two three

This is your little single soldier

Returning home to marry thee