When I was single I wore a black shawl
Now that I'm married I've nothing at all
Still I love him, I'll forgive him
I'll go with him wherever he goes
He stands at the corner and whistles me out
His hands in his pockets, his shirt hanging out
Still I love him, I'll forgive him
I'll go with him wherever he goes
He bought me a handkerchief, red, white and blue
And then to clean windows he tore it in two
Still I love him, I'll forgive him
I'll go with him wherever he goes
He took me to the alehouse and bought me some stout
Before I could drink it, he ordered me out
Still I love him, I'll forgive him
I'll go with him wherever he goes
