Love, I can no longer stay,
One kiss and then
I to Bowton must away,
With Owdham men.
Dry thy tears an' dunno mourn,
Dearest love!
Till I back again return,
I'll constant prove.

Bowton maids our damsels say,
Witches be;
If they 'guile thy heart away,
Woe to me!
If again thou doth return
With alter'd mind,
Ever, ever shall I mourn
Thy love unkind.