Streets of Derry

And after morning there comes an evening
And after evening another day
And after false love there comes the true love
I'll have you listen now to what I say
My love he is the finest young man
As fair as any the Sun shone on
But how to save him I do not know it
For he has got a sentence to be hung
As he was marching through the streets of Derry

I own he marched up right manfully
Being much more like a commanding officer
Than a man to die upon the gallows tree
What keeps my love, she saw that coming
Oh, what detains her so long from me
Does she think it, a shame of scandal
To see me dying upon the gallows street
He looked around and he saw her coming

And she [?]
I let them see that they dare not [?] you
And I [?] my love [?]