[1] When I was in my sixteenth [^b7] year
[1] Little Willie [5] said to [1] me
If I would run away with [^b7] him
His [1] darling [5] wife I could [1] be

We were so far away from home
When little Willie said to me
Go home go home dear dear little girl
My wife you can never be

My mother was so kind to me
And I know she loved me too
You took me far away from home
Why must you leave me here

It's nature nature my dear little girl
It's nature for to be
My mind is to ramble around
And I bid this wide world adieu