Red Little Miss
Oh, no time, sir, to get a love on the ocean Settling in is sailing on the sea And if he stays for seven years longer Not a man on earth could marry me
Oh, if he's drowned in some cold ocean Or if he's in some battle land Or if he's told some frail Mary You'll never see your love again
Oh, if he's drowned I hope he's happy Or if he's in some battle land Or if he's told some frail Mary I love the girl that married him
He's a poor man, well, I just bought him His fingers being musky and small It is the ring I placed upon him And at his feet a sheet of foam He picked her up in his arms tender
He said he gave her one for free It is your lonesome sailor, sailor Returning home to marry me
Red Little Miss
Red Little Miss, down in the garden A strange young man came riding by Down at the gate he did answer Red Little Miss, would you marry me?