Abroad as I was walking, one evening in the spring
I heard a maid in Bedlam so sweetly for to sing;
Her chains she rattled with her hands
And thus replied she:

"I love my love because I know my love loves me!

O cruel were his parents who sent my love to sea
And cruel was the ship that bore my love from me;
Yet I love his parents since they're his although
They've ruined me:

I love my love because I know my love loves me!

With straw I'll weave a garland
I'll weave it very fine;
With roses, lilies, daisies
I'll mix the eglantine;
And I'll present it to my love
When he returns from sea

For I love my love, because I know my love loves me."

Just as she sat there weeping
Her love he came on land
Then hearing she was in Bedlam
He ran straight out of hand
He flew into her snow-white arms
And thus replied he:
"I love my love, because I know my love loves me."

She said: "My love don't frighten me;
Are you my love or no?"
"O yes, my dearest Nancy
I am your love, also I am return'd to
Make amends for all your injury;
I love my love because I know my love loves me."

So now these two are married
And happy may they be like turtle
Doves togheter, in love and unity
All pretty maids with patience wait
That have got loves at sea;

I love my love because I know my love loves me