Lyrics

"Suppose I should talk to your father Sweet Mary," says I "Don't talk to my father," says Mary Beginning to cry "My father he loves me so dearly He'll never consent I should go If you talk to my father," says Mary "He'll surely say no" "Then suppose I should talk to your mother Sweet Mary," says I "Don't talk to my mother," says Mary Beginning to cry "My mother says men are deceivers And never, I know, will consent She says girls in a hurry who marry At leisure repent" "Then how shall I get you, my jewel Sweet Mary?" says I "Since your parents are both so contrary Most surеly I'll die" "Oh, never say diе, dear," says Mary "A way now to save you I see Since my parents are both so contrary You'd better ask me"