As I went a-walkin' one mornin' in May I saw lovely Annie a-makin' the hay And as she moved onwards, the grass on each side Through a gap in the bushes my Annie I spied I went to the Highlands to work by the day But when I returned she was married away Though she swore to be constant, both loyal and true But now she's gone and left me, oh what will I do? Far better transported, far better for I For my mind turns to madness since my Annie's away For she was my first and false true love, my treasure, my store Oh Annie, lovely Annie, will I ne'er see you more? Some people, they tell me love has me led blind My master, he says he will have me confined That he'll send me to Bedlam, bind me in strong chains For your sake, lovely Annie, I suffer those pains Come, all you stout heroes, take a warnin' in time And never trust a red rose or a lily in prime For the green leaves will wither and the branches decay And the roots, they will torment you when the flowers fade away