Until your dying-day, lady.
11
‘We will go, we will go,
We will go to France, lady,
Where I before for safety fled,
And there wee’l get a dance, lady.
12
‘Shake a fit, shake a fit,
Shake a fit to me, lady;
Now ye are my wedded wife
Until your dying-day, lady.
11
‘We will go, we will go,
We will go to France, lady,
Where I before for safety fled,
And there wee’l get a dance, lady.
12
‘Shake a fit, shake a fit,
Shake a fit to me, lady;
Now ye are my wedded wife