Next Market Day - Jim McCann

A maid going to Comber her markets to learn

To sell for her mammy three hanks of fine yarn

She met with a young man along the highway

And that was to cause her dally and stray

Sit down beside me I mean you no harm

Sit down beside me this new tune to learn

Here is three guineas your mammy to pay

So lay by your yarn till the next market day

They sat down together the grass it was green

The day was the fairest that ever was seen

The look in your eye would lead angels astray

So lay by your yarn till the next market day

The maid she went home and the words that he said

The song that he sang her still rang in her head

She says I’ll go find him by land or by sea

Till he learns me the tune called The Next Market Day