Jenny you will stay-tarry with me pray
Nothing 'ere need come between us tell me love, tell
me love, what do you say
Oh no I must away with my Mum in disarray
If my mother should discover how I spent my holiday
It would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air
I'll say farewell
O rock of ages, do not crumble, love is breathing still
O Lady Moon, shine down a little people magic if you will
Jenny pines away, writes a letter everyday
We must ever be together, nothing can my love erase
Oh no I'm compromised, I must apologize
If my lady should discover how I spend my holidays...