Abroad as I was walking
One evening in the spring
I heard a maid in Bedlam
So sweetly for to sing,
Her chains she rattled with her hands
And thus replied she,
I love my love because I know my love loves me!Ó

Oh cruel were his parents
Who sent my love to sea
And cruel was the ship
That bore my love from me,
Yet I love his parents since they’re his
Although they’ve ruined me
I love my move love because I know my love loves me!Ó

With straw I weave a garland
I’ll weave it very fine
With roses, lilies, daisies
I’ll mix the eglantine
And I’ll present it to my love
When he returns from sea, for
I love my move love because I know my love loves me!Ó

Just as she there sat weeping
Her love he came on land
Then hearing she was in Bedlam
He ran straight out of hand
He flew into her snow-white arms
And thus replied he
I love my move love because I know my love loves me!Ó

So now these two are married
And happy may they be
Like turtle doves together
In love and unity
All pretty maids with patience wait
That have got loves at sea
I love my move love because I know my love loves me!Ó

Ian Ground