Matt Hyland

There was a lord, lived in this town
Who had a handsome, lovely daughter
She was courted by a fair young man
Who was a servant to her father
But when her parents they came to know
They swore theyd send him from the island
The maid she knew her heart would break
Had she to part with young Matt Hyland

Then straightway unto her love she goes
Into his room him to awaken
Saying, arise my love, and go away
This very night you will be taken
I overheard my parents say
In spite of me he will transport you
So arise, my love, and go away
I wish to God Id gone before you

Oh must I go, to her he said
Oh must I go without my wages
Without one penny allin my purse
Just like some poor, forlorn stranger
Heres fifty guineas all in bright gold
And thats far more than father owes you
So take it now and go away
I wish to God Id gone before you

They both sat down upon the bed
Just for the side of one half hour
Not a word did either speak
But down their cheeks the tears did shower
She rests her head upon his breast
And round his neck her arms entwined
Not duke nor lord, nor earl Ill wed
Ill wait for thee my own Matt Hyland
Ill wait for thee my own Matt Hyland
Ill wait for thee my own Matt Hyland