when I was single I had a black shawl, Now I'm married, I've nothing at all. Still I love him, I'll forgive him, I'll go with him wherever he goes.
He came up the row and he whispered me out, Then he went off with young Kitty MacLeod. Still I love him, I'll forgive him, I'll go with him wherever he goes.
He bought me a handkerchief, red, white and blue, Then to clean windows he tore it in two. Still I love him, I'll forgive him, I'll go with him wherever he goes.
He comes down our alley and whistles me out, And when I get out there, he knocks me about. But still I love him, I'll forgive him, I'll go with him wherever he goes.
He took me to the alehouse and bought me some stout Before I could drink it he'd ordered me out. Still I love him, I'll forgive him, I'll go with him wherever he goes.
If he's gone to heaven, he'll come to no harm. If he's gone to hell, then he'll keep himself warm. Still I love him, I'll forgive him, I'll go with him wherever he goes.