Paroles de John Reilly

Fair young maiden All in the garden Strange young man Passed her by Said: "Fair maid Will you marry me?" This, then, sir, Was her reply "Oh no, kind sir I canot marry thee For my beloved Who sails out on the sea He's been gone For seven years And still no man Shall marry me Well if he's in Some battle salin Well I will die When the moon... Or if he's drowned In the dark salt sea I'll be true To his memory." He picked her up All in his arms And kisses gave her One, two and three Said: "Weep no more My own dear true love I am your love Lost John Reilly" Said: "Weep no more My own dear true love I am your love Lost John Reilly"