(John Allison)
In Tarrytown, there did dwell
A lovely girl I knew her well
I courted her on bended knee
Until she said that she would marry me.
Wide and deep my grave will be
With the wild goose grasses growing over m
Wide and deep my grave will be
With the wild goose grasses growing over me.
We were young and love was grand
I gave her kisses on her hand
We walked along the little way
And talked of when would be our wedding day.
Wide and deep my grave will be
With the wild goose grasses growing over me.
And her house stands in Tarrytown
And now my love she dances ’round
She sits upon another’s knee
For he has gold and silver more then me…