Tell me, Mother, who will I marry? Tell me as we stitch While my father loves to tarry Under a drunken ditch Her mother said you are a princess And you will seek your kind He will sweep you off your feet And you'll live in a palace so fine She met a boy and he seemed so right With his stripes and his blue cockade And they lay down on a pallet of straw It seemed like a grand estate She married the man to whom she was promised With heavy heart she went With servants to carry and servants to fetch And no one to help her forget Through the long lonely nights I call your name Sleeping and waking to me are just the same Everything I have I would gladly give For thee, for thee Through the long lonely nights I call your name Sleeping and waking to me are just the same Everything I have I would gladly give For thee, for thee Blue and gold, young and old Beautiful or plain The fortunes of war are a broken heart On a golden chain Pity the woman who marries for love Her heart will never be free And pity the woman who marries for land For she'll unhappy be Through the long lonely nights I call your name Sleeping and waking to me are just the same Everything I have I would gladly give For thee, for thee