Pretty Fair Damsel - Sam Amidon

Pretty, fair damsel in the garden

Brave, young soldier riding by

He rode up to her to view her

My pretty, fair miss, won’t you fancy me?

You’re not a man of a noble honor

You’re not the man I had taken you to be

Or you wouldn’t impose on a single lady

Who your bride can never be

I have a true love in the army

And he’s been there for seven long years

And if he stays there seven years longer

No other man can marry me

Perhaps he’s on some water course drowned

Perhaps he’s on some battlefield slain

Perhaps he’s to some fair girl married

My pretty, fair miss, you’ll never see him again

Well, if he’s drowned, I hope he’s happy

Or if he’s on some battlefield slain

Or if he’s to some fair girl married

I love the girl that married him