Green gravel, green gravel, the grass is so green,
The fairest damsel that ever was seen.
O Mary, O Mary, your true love is dead!
He sent you a letter to turn round your head.
O mother, O mother, do you think it is true?
O yes, O yes, and what shall I do?
I'll wash you in milk, and dress you in silk,
And write down your name with a gold pen and ink.