My handsome lad where have you been
While I've been growing old
Whose bed have you been keeping warm
While mine grows hard and cold

I've waited all these lonely years
For you to come to me
But you remain, so far way
Upon some foreign sea

When I was young and in my prime
I saved myself for you
So sure was I, your love for me
Was safe and strong and true

But that was years ago my lad
With cruel times in-between
And I am not a young girl now
With features fine and clean

La-da-da, la-da-da, la da da
La-da-da-da, da-da-ah-da

I've grown old these wretched years
My hair has turned to grey
I'll soon lie in a colder bed
With quilts of purest clay

If ever you set foot on shore
And come upon my stone
Remember lad, I lived for you
And lived quite all alone
And lived quite all alone

Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, da-da