Maybe someday she will come, come along long
Maybe someday she will come, come along long
Maybe someday she will come, come along long
maybe someday she will come along

Sitting here with my arms around my music
Thinking of the girl that I might spend
the whole of my days with

Until then I will do the best that I can
And any fine young girl that I might meet'That I could use, keep my eye on.

Mother tried the very best tat she could do,
That was no good, the one she chose,
I did not like the way her teeth grew.

One fine day I took a walk down by the river,
Fair maid did lie and she did sigh
As I stooped down to kiss her.