Lyrics:

I know my love by his way of walkingAnd I know my love by
his way of talkingAnd I know my love dressed in a suit of
blueAnd if my love leaves me what will I do...And
still she cried: 'I love him the bestAnd a troubled mind
sure can know no rest'And still she cried: 'Bonny boys are
fewAnd if my love leaves me what will I do'There is a dance house in MaradykeAnd there my true love
goes every nightHe takes a strange girl upon his kneeWell now don't you think that that vexes me?And still she cried: 'I love him the bestAnd a troubled
mind sure can know no rest'And still she cried: 'Bonny
boys are fewAnd if my love leaves me what will I do'If my love knew I can wash and wringIf my love
knew I can sew and spinI'd make a coat of the finest
kindBut the want of money sure leaves me behindAnd
still she cried: 'I love him the bestAnd a troubled mind
sure can know no rest'And still she cried: 'Bonny boys are
fewAnd if my love leaves me what will I do'I
know my love is an arrant roverI know he'll wander
the wild world overIn dear old Ireland he'll no
longer tarryAn American girl he's sure to marryAnd still she cried: 'I love him the bestAnd a
troubled mind sure can know no rest'And still she cried:
'Bonny boys are fewAnd if my love leaves me what will I
do'And still she cried: 'I love him the bestAnd a troubled mind sure can know no rest'And still she
cried: 'Bonny boys are fewAnd if my love leaves me what
will I do'What will I do...