As I went out one summer's day

To view the fields and the leaves were springing

I met two maids all on the way

One of them her hands was wringing

And all of her conversation was

My husband's got no courage in him

Oh dear oh oh dear oh

My husband's got no courage in him

Oh dear oh

For seven long years I made his bed

For six of them I laid agin him

This morning I rose with my maidenhead

Shows he's got no courage in him

Oh dear oh oh dear oh

Shows he's got no courage in him

Oh dear oh

All sorts of meats I do preserve

All sorts of drinks that's fitting for him

Oyster pie and rhubarb too

That don't put no courage in him

Oh dear oh oh dear oh

That don't put no courage in him

Oh dear oh

I wish to God that he was dead

And in his grave I'd quickly lay him

Then I'd find a nice young man

That's got a bit of courage in him

Oh dear oh oh dear oh

That's got a bit of courage in him

Oh dear oh

Come all you maids where'er you be

Don't you marry a man before you try him

Or else you'll sing your song like me

My husband's got no courage in him

Oh dear oh oh dear oh

My husband's got no courage in him

Oh dear oh