A sweet scented courtier did give me a kiss

And promised me mountains if I would be his

But I'll not believe him for it is too true

Courtiers promise much more than they do

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses may do as they will

A master of music came with intent

To give me a lesson on my instrument

I thanked him for nothing and bid him be gone

For my little fiddle must not be played on

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will

A blunt lieutenant suprised my blanket

And fiercely began to rifle and sack it

I mustered my spirits up and became bold

And forc'd my lieutenant to quit his strong hold

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do what they will

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do what they will

Well I hear could brag of a hundred or more

Besides all the gansters recited before

Who made their addresses in hopes of a snap

But young as I was I understood that

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

All the young lasses can do as they will

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will

My thing is my own and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will