Every night when the sun goes in
Every night when the sun goes in
Every night when the sun goes in
I hang down my head and mournful cry

True love, don't weep, true love, don't mourn
True love, don't weep, or mourn for me
True love, don't weep, or mourn for me
I'm going away to Marble town

‘Twas once my apron but it hung down low
‘Twas once my apron it hung down low
‘Twas once my apron it hung down low
You followed me through rain and snow

But it's now my apron, it's to my chin
It's now my apron, it's to my chin
It's now my apron, it's to my chin
You pass my door but you don’t come in

I wish to the Lord that my babe was born
And sitting on his daddy's knee
And me, poor girl, was dead and gone
But the green grass is growing all over me

Every night when the sun goes in
Every night when the sun goes in
Every night when the sun goes in
I hang down my head and mournful cry
And mournful cry
And mournful cry and mournful cry