To the queen of hearts he's the ace of sorrow

He's here today, he's gone tomorrow

Young men are plenty but sweethearts few

If my love leave me what shall I do?

 

Had I the store in yonder mountain

Where gold and silver is there for counting

I could not count for thought of thee

My eyes so full I could not see

 

My father left me both house and land

And servants many at my command

At my commandment they ne'er shall be

I'll forsake them all and go with thee

 

I love my father, I love my mother

I love my sister, I love my brother

I love my friends and relations too

I'll leave them all and go with you

 

To the queen of hearts he's the ace of sorrow

He's here today, he's gone tomorrow

Young men are plenty but sweethearts few

if my love leaves me what shall I do?