I Wonder When I Shall Be Married I wonder when I shall be married Oh be married, oh be married I wonder when I shall be married For my beauty's beginning to fade My mother she is so willing Oh so willing, oh so willing My mother she is so willing For she has four daughters besides My father has forty good shillings Oh good shillings, oh good shillings My father has forty good shillings And they will be mine when he dies My shoes have gone to be mended Oh to be mended, oh to be mended My shoes have gone to be mended And my petticoat's gone to dye green And they will be ready by Sunday Oh by Sunday, oh by Sunday And they will be ready by Sunday Oh say, won't I look a queen A cup, a spoon, and a trencher Oh a trencher, oh a trencher A cup, a spoon, and a trencher And a candlestick made out of clay Oh say, won't I be a bargain Oh a bargain, oh a bargain Oh say won't I be a bargain For someone to carry away I wonder when I shall be married Oh be married, oh be married I wonder when I shall be married For my beauty's beginning to fade recorded by Edna and Jean Ritchie SOF
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