John Reilly Lyrics - Walkabouts

Fair young maiden 

All in the garden 

Strange young man 

Passed her by 

Said: "Fair maid 

Will you marry me?" 

This, then, sir, 

Was her reply 

"Oh no, kind sir 

I canot marry thee 

For my beloved 

Who sails out on the sea 

He's been gone 

For seven years 

And still no man 

Shall marry me 

Well if he's in 

Some battle salin 

Well I will die 

When the moon 

Or if he's drowned 

In the dark salt sea 

I'll be true 

To his memory." 

He picked her up 

All in his arms 

And kisses gave her 

One, two and three 

Said: "Weep no more 

My own dear true love 

I am your love 

Lost John Reilly" 

Said: "Weep no more 

My own dear true love 

I am your love 

Lost John Reilly" 

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