One fine autumn day
As I headed west along this road
I came across a young maiden
As she milked her cow beside the ditch
She was so fair
And her face was like a rose
"I wish you would marry me
For you have my heart beguiled"

"Oh it's soon enough for us to marry
Young man," she said to me
For first we should enjoy our youth
And have good fun and spree"
"Come with me to Youghal
When the harvest is being saved
And I am young and hearty
For some fun I am prepared"

We went into the tavern
Where we sat comfortably
Wine and brandy were put on the table
And I shared it out
There was plenty on the table
But I had to pay for everything
For he left me there and headed west
With my comb in this pocket

"I'm the sad woman until morning
My young love," said she
"I will not laugh or be merry
Until he returns this way
My hair is falling about me
And there's nothing to style it
Since I lost my beautiful comb
That used to be placed high in my hair"

He'll come this roadway tomorrow
And welcome him heartily
Fix a wooden chair for him
In the center of the house
Take his hat off his head
And don't feel embarrassed by it
And there you'll find my lovely comb
That used to be placed high in my hair