Myrkur - House Carpenter

Well met, well met, my own true love Well met, well met, cried he I've just returned from the salt, salt sea All for the love of thee Well I could have married the King's daughter, dear She would have married me But I have forsaken her crowns of gold All for the love of thee Well, if you could have married the King's daughter, dear I know you are to blame For I am married to a house carpenter And I find him a nice young man Oh, will you forsake your house carpenter And go along with me? I'll take you to where the grass grows green To the banks of the salt, salt sea Well, if I should forsake my house carpenter And go along with thee What have you got to maintain me on And keep me from poverty? Six ships, six ships all out on the sea Seven more upon dry land One hundred and ten all brave sailor men Will be at your command So she picked up her own wee babe Kisses she gave him three Said, stay right here with my house carpenter And keep him good company Well, they had not been gone about two weeks I know it wasn't three For our fair lady began to weep She wept most bitterly She wept most bitterly She wept most bitterly