I Wander When I Shall Be Married

I wonder when I shall be married,
O, be married, O be married;
I wonder when I shall be married
For, my beauty’s beginning to fade.

My mother, she is so willing,
O, so willing, O so willing,
My mother she is so willing,
For she has four daughters besides.

My father has forty good shillings,
O, good shillings, O good shillings,
My father has forty good shillings,
And they will be mind when he dies.

My shoes have gone to be mended,
O, be mended, O be mended,
My shoes have gone to be mended,
And my petticoat’s gone to dye green.

And they will be ready by Sunday,
O, by Sunday, O by Sunday,
And they will be ready by Sunday,
O, say, won’t I look like a queen!

A cup, a spoon and a trencher,
O, a trencher, O a trencher,
A cup, a spoon and a trencher,
And a candlestick made out of clay.

O say, won’t I then be a bargain,
O, a bargain, O a bargain,
O say, won’t I then be a bargain,
For someone to carry away?

I wonder when I shall be married,
O, be married, O be married;
I wonder when I shall be married
For, my beauty’s beginning to fade.

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