Tarry Trousers

Yonder stands a pretty maiden

Who she is I do not know

I'll go and court her for her beauty

Let her answer yes or no

Pretty girl I've come to court you

Open you favour I'm again

If you make me truly welcome

I will call this way again

Pretty girl I've gold and riches

Pretty girl I've house and lands

Pretty girl a worldly treasures

All will be at your command

What do I care for gold and riches

What do I care for house and lands

What do I care for worldly treasures

All I want is a nice young man

My love wears the tarry trousers

My love wears a jacket blue

My love sails upon the ocean

So young man away with you

Why do you wish for so much beauty

This is the flower that must decay

Like the rose that blooms in summer

When the winter comes it fades away

What do I care for gold and riches

What do I care for house and lands

What do I care for worldly treasures

All I want is a nice young man

My love

My love