A maid going to Comber her markets to learn To sell for her mammy three hanks of fine yarn She met with a young man along the highway And that was to cause her dally and stray Sit down beside me I mean you no harm Sit down beside me this new tune to learn Here is three guineas your mammy to pay So lay by your yarn till the next market day They sat down together the grass it was green The day was the fairest that ever was seen The look in your eye would lead angels astray So lay by your yarn till the next market day The maid she went home and the words that he said The song that he sang her still rang in her head She says I'll go find him by land or by sea Till he learns me the tune called The Next Market Day