As I went out walking one fine summers morning
The birds in the bushes did whistle and sing
The lads and the lassies in couples was courting
Going back to the factory, their work to begin

I spied one among them, she was fairer than any
Her cheeks like the red rose that blooms in the spring
Her hair like the lily that grows in yon valley
And besides she's a hard working factory girl

I stepped up to her more closely to view her
When on me she cast a bright look of disdain
Young man have manners and do nut insult me
For although I'm a poor girl, i think it no shame

It's not for to scorn you, fair maid I adore you
Come grand me one favor love, where do you dwell?
Young man excuse me for now I must leave you
For yonder's the sound of my factory bell

Oh i have fine houses adorned with Ivory
I've gold in my pocket and silver as well
And if you'll come with me, a lady I'll make you
And no more will you heed yon factory bell

Oh love and temptation are our ruination
Go find you a lady and may you do well
For I am a poor girl with ner a relation
And content, I'm a hard working factory girl