She dressed herself in men's attire

And so gaily she was dressed

A thinking to meet her own true love the one that she loved best

But when he saw her a coming

He cried out who is there

It is my eldest brother a thinking to meet my dear

But how soon will I deceive him for his butcher I will be

He shall not live to enjoy my love nor yet to bother me

He fired right at him as he thought

Which caused his loved one to fall

And in her tender bosom he lodged a fatal ball

I fall I fall I fall said she

I fall unto the ground

Oh Jimmie true well Jimmie

You have gave me mighty wound

Come look at the crimson tide that from my heart does flow

Oh Jimmie true well Jimmie

How could you use me so

And when he saw what he had done

He tore his loving hair

Another loaded pistol for himself he did repair

I shall die for the love of Mary I shall die for the life of thee

Come all bold lads and bold lassies

Be aware of jealousy