The House Carpenter

Well met, well met my own true love

Well met, well met cried he

I've just returned from the salt, salt sea

All for the love of the

I could have married the kings daughter, dear

She would have married me

But I have forsaken her crowns of gold

All for the love of the

If you could have married the kings daughter, dear

I'm sure you are too blame

For I am married to a house carpenter

And he is a fine young man

Oh will you forsake your house carpenter

And come away with me

I'll take you to where the grass grows green

To the banks of the salt, salt sea

Well if I should forsake my house carpenter

And go away with the

What have you got to maintain me on

And keep me from poverty

I've six ship sailing on the salt, salt sea

Seven more upon dry land

One hundred and ten, all brave sailor men

Will be at your command

She picked up her own wee babe

And kisses gave him three

Saying stay right here with my house carpenter

And keep him good company

Well they'd not been gone but about two weeks

I'm sure it was not three

When this poor maid began to weep

She wept more bitterly

Oh why do you weep my fair young maid

Weep for your golden star

Or do you weep for your house carpenter?

That never you shall see anymore

I do not weep for my house carpenter

Nor for any golden star

But I do weep for my poor wee babe

But never I shall see anymore

They not been gone but about three weeks

I'm sure it was not four

Our gallant ship sprang a leak and sank

Never to rise anymore

What hills, what hills are those my love?

That rise so far and high

Those are the hills of heaven my love

But not for you and I

What hills, what hills are those my love?

That sink so dark and low

Those are the hills of hell my love

Where you and I must go