And those I left behind me, I leave to lament;

I love my parents and friends, that is true,

And somebody else, when I’ve nothing else to do.

Nothing else to do, &c.

’Tis well to remember and bear in mind,

A constant companion is hard for to find;

And when you find one that is constant and true,

Cherish her even if you’ve something else to do.

Nothing else to do, &c.