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"