THE PINK OF OUR TOWN
1
I've seen the summer morning
With its jewels and its gems
The may the thorn adorning
Like snow upon their stems
The primrose in the green wood
The violet in the shade
Every sweet wild flower and green bud
But none beats my peerless maid
She's handsomer and fairer
Than flowers of hill and down
My Mary still is rarer
She's the pink of our town
2
Than Mary none's so bonny
Than Mary none's so fair
She's the sweetest face of ony
And beautiful's her hair
Her bosom's like a pillow
Her waist is but a span
She'll never wear the willow
Wi' likeing of a man
No wild flower e're was fairer
Search wood and hill and down
Mary's a flower still rarer
She's the pink of our town
3
O Mary lovely Mary
Since the first hour we met
My rest has been contrary
I cannot thee forget
I'll love thee and forever
We never can be parted
As flows the undrying river
True love is ne'er deserted
Mary's the fairest, sweetest
I've searched the hill and down
Of flowers she is the neetest
And the pink of our town
