O Johnny, Johnny

    O Johnny, Johnny, but love is bonny,
    A little while when it is new,
    But when it's old, love, it groweth cold, love,
    And fades away like the morning dew.

    O Johnny, Johnny, but you are nice, love,
    In keeping company with me so long,
    You are the first boy that e'er I had, love,
    So kiss me, Johnny, before you gang.

    One kiss of my lips you ne'er shall get, love,
    For you have caused me sore to sigh,
    Nor will I grant you that sweet request, love,
    That oftentimes you did me deny.

    If you would grant that sweet request, love,
    My heart, on you, I might then bestow,
    But as good a lover as you may come, love,
    So I'll not hinder for you to go.

    For I have stepped the steps of love, dear,
    And I have stepped a step too low,
    Was it to be done that I have tried,
    It would never be done by me, I know.

    It's over the moss you need not cross, love,
    And over the moor you need not ride,
    For I have gotten a new sweetheart, love,
    And you may go get yourself a bride.

    For love does come and love does go,
    Like a little small bird unto it's nest,
    Was I to tell you, love, all I know, love,
    They're far away that I love the best.