All things are quite silent each mortal at rest
When me and my true love lay snug in one nest
When a bold set of ruffians broke into our cave

And they forced my dear jewel to plough the salt wave.

I begged hard for my darling as I would for my life.

But they'd not listen to me although a fond wife
Saying: "The king must have sailors to the seas he must go "
And they left me lamenting in sorrow and woe.


Through green fields and meadows we oftimes have walked
And the fond recollections together have talked

Where the lark and the blackbird so sweetly did sing
And the lovely thrushes' voices made the valleys to ring.


Now although I'm forsaken I won't be cast down.
Who knows but my true love some day may return
And will make me amends for my trouble and strife

And me and my true love might live happy for life.