I know my love by his way of walking And I know my love by his way of talking And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue And if my love leaves me what will I do?
Chorus: And still she cried 'I love him the best' And a troubled mind sure can know no rest And still she cried 'Bonny boys are few' And if my love leaves me what will I do?
There is a dance hall in Mardyke And it's there my love goes every night And he takes a strange girl upon his knee And don't you know that this vexes me
Chorus,
If my love knew that I could wash and wring And if my love knew that I could weave and spin I would make a suit all of the finest kind But the want of money, it leaves me behind
Chrous,
I know my love is an errant rover And I know he'll travel the world all over And in dear old Ireland he'll no longer tarry And an English damsel he's sure to marry