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One morning, one morning, one morning in May,I spied a young couple; they were making their wayAnd one was a lady so bright and so fair,And the other was a soldier, and a brave volunteer Good morning, good morning, good morning, said he,And where are you going my pretty lady,I'm going out a walking by the banks of the sea,Just to see the waters roll and hear the nightingale sing.Now they had not been standing but a minute or soWhen out of his knapsack a fiddle he drewAnd the tune that he played made the valleys to ringOh hark, cried the maiden, hear the nightingales sing Oh maiden, fair maiden, 'tis time to give o'erOh no, kind soldier, please play one tune moreFor I'd rather hear your fiddle with the touch of one stringThan to see the waters glide and hear the nightingales sing Oh soldier, kind soldier, will you marry me?Oh no, pretty maiden, that never shall beI've a wife down in London and children twice threeTwo wives and the army's too many for me Well I'll go back to London and I'll stay there for a yearSongtexteIt's often that I'll think of you my little dearAnd if ever I return it'll be in the springTo see the waters glide and hear the nightingales sing Come dry up your tears, there is nothing to fearI will roam these green valleys now for many's a long yearWhen the birds sang so sweet, this young man proved his deceitSaying adieu, lovely fair maid, we will never more meet With my snuff box and cane, this whole world I will rangeLike Venus or Diana in search of her swainWhen the moon shines so clear, I will mourn for my dearOver mountains, clear fountains, where no one can hear There's one thing that I know, and that before I goI will never return for to hear her sad woeThere's another thing I know and that before I goThat the ranger and the stranger have many's the foe. Aus Songtexte Mania