Pretty Little Miss

Pretty little miss
Out in the garden
Strange young man came riding by
Down at the gate
He did address her
Said, Pretty little miss
Will you marry me?

Oh no, kind sir
I have a love on the ocean
Seven years long
Sailed on the sea
And if he sailed seven years longer
That man on earth will marry me

What if your love is drowned?
What if he set in some battlefield, slain?
But if he stole some pretty girl and married
You'll never see love again

Well if he's drowned, I hope he's happy
And if he set in some battlefield, slain
What if he stole some pretty girl and married?
I'll love the girl who married him

He took his hands both out of his pockets
His fingers been both keen and small
He sets the ring you placed upon here
Down at his feet, she did fall

He picked her up, and his arms are tender
Kisses, he gave her, one, two, three
He says you're a little soldier
Returning home for marry thee