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Title
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Old Simon
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Singer
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Sawyer, David [Phoebus]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
In comes old Simon, intending for to woo,
'Do you think that I'm come courting such lasses as you?
You've set my heart on fire, and quench it you never can,
Unless you will consent, love, to wed an old man.'
Verse 2
She laughed at his folly - 'Old Simon,' said she,
'Do you think you've come courting such lasses as we?
Young girls are not so simple, nor so easy to be won,
Therefore I say, old Simon, you can go back as you come.'
Verse 3
'Oh no, my dearest dear! I've something to relate.
I have set upon you a very fine estate;
Five hundred pounds in money, with houses and free land,
If you will consent, love, to wed an old man.'
Verse 4
'I value not your riches, your houses nor your writings,
I value not your riches, your houses nor free land;
But there's one thing more, which, old Simon, I'm afraid,
That is, you are not fit to wed with a young maid.'
Verse 5
'Oh no, my dearest dear! That is nothing to complain,
For with my gold and riches like a queen you will reign;
All my life I'll love you dearly and be at your command,
And what can you desire of a poor old man?'
Verse 6
'If this be true, old Simon, no longer I'll say 'No',
But to church tomorrow morning with old Simon I will go;
There hand in hand together we'll join in wedlock's band,
And so lovely we'll get married to your gold, you old man!'
