Prunestones

I loved a soldier.
I said, make me your bride.
But he went to war, and oh how I cried.

He left me alone, no man by my side.

I loved a sailor.
I said, come marry me.
But he sailed away on the big blue sea.
He left me alone, to weep on the quay.

I loved a tailor.
I said, when shall we wed?
But he went to work with needle and thread
And left me alone, as though I were dead.

I loved a tinker.
They read our wedding banns.
But he walked away with kettles and pans
And left me alone, with old tins and cans.

I loved a rich man.
I said, we'll wed today.
But he got busy, filling barns with hay.
He left me alone, I'm wasting away.

I loved a poor man
And we married in haste.
But some how marriage was not to his taste.
He left me alone, to wane and to waste.

I loved a beggar.
I said, will you be mine?
But the beggar was caught, given a fine,
And left me alone, to moan and to pine.

I loved a thief man.
I said, we'll wed today.
The thief said that marriage was A-okay
He saw all my goods - then took them away!