To the Queen of Hearts
is the Ace of Sorrow
he's here today
he's gone tomorrow
Young men are plenty
but sweethearts few
If my love leaves me
what shall I do?
Had I the store
in yonder mountain
where gold and silver
is there for countin'
I could not count for
thought of thee
My eyes so full
I could not see~

I love my father
I love my mother
I love my sister
I love my brother
I love my friends and
and relatives too
I'll for sake them all
and go with you~