Nellie was a milkmaid bonny, brisk and gay, She always took delight with young Roger for to play. One day she decided some pleasure for to take And asked her missus leave for to go to the wake.
Chorus (after each verse): Nellie toraloo, Nellie toraloo, Oh sweet lovely Nelly, to the wake she did go “Oh Nelly,” said her missus, “I'd have you to take care And of that young Roger I'd have you beware. So Nellie, you may go but this promise you must make, Don't frolic with young Roger coming home from the wake.”
So dressed in her best, young Nellie did repair And as the expected young Roger he was there. And they danced and they sang, they had beer, ale and cake, And Nellie were the prettiest that they had at the wake.
The day being over, they homeward went their way, Until they had come to the new cocks of hay. And Roger kissed young Nell and her promise she did break, She frolicked with young Roger coming home from the wake.
When seven months were over and nine being come, Young Nellie was the mother of a fine lovely son. “I will call it,” she said, “I will call it for his sake, I'll call it young Roger coming home from the wake.”