Poor Mary is a-weeping, a-weeping, a-weeping,
Poor Mary is a-weeping on a fine summer’s day.
What is she weeping for, weeping for, weeping for,
What is she weeping for on a fine summer’s day?
She’s weeping for her sweetheart, her sweetheart, her sweetheart,
She’s weeping for her sweetheart on a fine summer’s day.
Pray get up and choose one, choose one, choose one,
Pray get up and choose one on a fine summer’s day.
Pray go to church, love; church, love; church, love;
Pray go to church, love, on a fine summer’s day.
Pray put the ring on, ring on, ring on,
Pray put the ring on, on a fine summer’s day.
Pray come back, love; back, love; back, love;
Pray come back, love, on a fine summer’s day.
Now you’re married, we wish you joy;
Your father and mother you must obey;
Love one another like sister and brother;
And now it’s time to go away.
—(Suffolk County Folk-lore, pp. 66, 67.)