O the false oath he swore to me
That I his lawful wife should be
Now if he meet me he scarcely speak
And try to shun me in the street.
'Twas on my parents I brought disgrace
I hope no one will slap it in my face
For if they do they are to blame
I beg them all to beware of the same
'Twas my [purpose] last Sunday night
To walk once more with my heart's delight
And on the bank where billows roar
We parted there to meet no more.
Since he is false a watery grave
'Tis I'm resolved this night to have
I'll plunge myself right in the deep
And leave my friends behind to weep