I went unto my own love's chamber window
Where I had often been before
To tell my love unto Flandyke shore
Unto Flandyke shore
Never to return to England no more
Never to return to England no more

I went unto my own love's chamber door
Where I had never been before
I saw a light springing from her clothes
Springing from her clothes
Just like the morning sun when first arose
Just like the morning sun when first arose

As I was walking on the Flandyke shore
Her own dear father I did see
"My daughter she is dead," he cried
"She is dead," he cried

"And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee"
So I hove a bullet onto fair England's shore
Onto fair England's shore
Just where I thought my own true love did lay