Oh after morning there comes the evening

And after evening another day

And after old love there comes the new love

It is hard to keep those that will not stay

My love he is the finest young man

That ever nature framed or sun shone on

Oh but how to save him I do not know it

For he is sentenced all to be hung

As he marched out through the streets of derry

I'm sure he marched up right manfully

Being much more like some commanding officer

Than one to hang upon the gallows tree

But the very first step he put on the gallows

His blooming colour began to fade

And with bitter sighing and tender crying

Is there no releasement from derry gaol

Where is my love she is so long a coming

And what detains her so long from me

Or does she think it some shame or scandal

For to see me hang upon the gallows tree

Well he looked around and he saw her coming

As she rode faster than the wind

Stand back stand back you false prosecutors

For I bear releasement all from the king

For I made them see they may not hang you

And I'll crown my love all with a gown of green