A maid went a-walking one morning in spring
to sell for her mammy three hanks of fine yarn
She met with a young man upon the highway
And it caused this wee lassie to dally and stray

Come sit down beside me, I mean you no harm
Come sit down beside me , a new tune to learn
And there  are three guineas your mammy to pay
It’ll pay for your yarn ‘till the next market day

This young maid sat down and the grass it was green
And the day was the fairest that ever was seen
Ah the look in her eyes beats a morning in may
I could seat by your side ‘till the next market day

This young maid went home and the words that he said
And the tune that he played her still rang in her head
She said I will find him by land or by sea
‘Till he learns me the tune of the next market day