[Verse 1]
If my love loves me and she lets me not know
This is a dowie chance
I wish that I the same could do
Though my love were in France, France
Though my love were in France

[Verse 2]
But I will write a broad letter
And write it so perfite
That if she will not of me rue
I'll bid her come to my lyke, lyke
I'll bid here come to my lyke

[Verse 3]
And when she looked the letter on
A light laugh thеn ga'e she
But erе she read it to an end
A tear blinded her e'e, e'e
A tear blinded her e'e

[Verse 4]
"O saddle to me a steed, father
Saddle to me a steed
For word has come to me this night
That my true love is dead, dead
That my true love is dead"
[Verse 5]
"The steeds are in the stable, daughter
The keys are casten by
You cannot win the night, daughter
The morn you'd better away, away
The morn you'd better away"

[Verse 6]
But she's cut off her yellow locks
A little above her e'e
And she is on to Willie's lyke
As fast as go could she, she
As fast as go could she

[Verse 7]
As she went over yon high hill head
She saw a dowie light
It was the candles at Willie's lyke
And the torches burning bright, bright
And the torches burning bright

[Verse 8]
Three of Willie's oldest brothers
Were making for him a bier
One half of it was good red gold
The other silver clear, clear
The other silver clear
[Verse 9]
Three of Willie's older sisters
Were making for him a sark
The one half of it was cambric fine
The other needle work, work
The other needle work

[Verse 10]
Out spoke the youngest of the sisters
As she stood on the fleer
"How happy would our brother have been
If you'd been sooner here, here
If you'd been sooner here"

[Verse 11]
She's lifted up the green covering
And gave him kisses three
Then he looked up into her face
The blythe blink in his e'e, e'e
The blythe blink in his e'e

[Verse 12]
O then he started to his feet
And thus to her said he
"Fair Annie since we've met again
Parted no more we'll be, be
Parted no more we'll be"