I've knawed a many o’ Devon maids with cheeks merry an’ red,
They'm pleasant an’‘ ansum single, an’ homely an’ cosy wed;
But I sha n't marry a Devon maid; I reckon I'd rather be dead.
I've seed a many o’ London maids abroad in London Town;
They'm larky an’ flittery single, but marryin’ calms‘ em down;
But I sha n't marry a London maid; I reckon I'd rather drown.
For I have knawed the Cornish maids, an’ like‘ em best of any.
So take the London an’ Devon maids, they'm goin’ at two a penny;
An’ I sha n't marry nobody else, for I be tokened to Jenny.