| Sovay Sovay all on a day |
| She dressed herself in man’s array |
| With a brace of pistols all at her side |
| To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away she rides |
| As she was galloping on the plain |
| She met her true love and bid him stand |
| «Stand and deliver, young man» she said |
| «And if you do not, and if you do not, I’ll shoot you dead» |
| He delivered up his golden store |
| And still she craved for one thing more |
| «That diamond ring that I see you wear |
| Oh hand it over, oh hand it over, and your life I’ll spare» |
| «From my diamond ring I would not part |
| For it’s a token from my sweetheart |
| Shoot and be damned you rogue» said he |
| «And you’ll be hanged and you’ll be hanged then for murdering me» |
| Next morning in the garden green |
| Young Sophie and her true love were seen |
| He spied his watch hanging from her clothes |
| Which made him blush lads, which made him blush lads like any rose |
| Why do you blush you silly young thing? |
| I thought to have that diamond ring |
| 'Twas I who robbed you all on that plain |
| So here’s your gold love, here’s your gold and your watch and chain |
| «I only did it for to know |
| If you would be a man or no |
| If you’d given me that ring» she said |
| «I'd have pulled the trigger, pulled the trigger and shot you dead» |