I give it to you,
Here's my bag and my budget,
I bid it adieu,
Here's my sheep-crook and my black dog
I leave them behind,
Fine laurel, fine floral,
You've proved all unkind.

All to my dear Dinah these words did I say,
Tomorrow we'll be married love, tomorrow is the day
'Tis too soon dear Willy, my age is too young,
One day to our wedding is one day too soon.

I'll go into service if the day ain't to late,
To wait on a fine lady, it is my intent,
And when into service a year or two bound,
It's then we'll get married and both settle down.
A little time after a letter was wrote,
To see if my Dinah had changed here mind,
But she wrote that she's led such a contrary life,
She said that she'd never be a young shepherd's wife.

Here's my sheep-crook and my black dog,
I give it to you,
Here's my bag and my budget,
I bid it adieu,
Here's my sheep-crook and my black dog
I leave them behind,
Fine laurel, fine floral,
You've proved all unkind