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.