On one of my old folk club recordings from 1968 is the start of a night visiting song which I don't recognise from anywhere else. I indexed it as "Modern night-visiting song", which it quite possibly is, though if so it's deliberately written using an older style of language.

Listening to it today I thought it might be a good one to revive, depending how the story runs, but then found to my disappointment that I had stopped recording after a few verses, so I don't know how it ends, though the mournful tune suggests probably a sad ending.

So – is anyone familiar with a song that starts thus:

My good companions, fare thee well,
Tonight the wine glass is not for me
For I must go to my true love's house
To spend one hour in her sweet company

And as the moon rose in the sky
It found him at his true love's door
"One night, one night with you sweet girl
Then I'll return to my dear native shore".

She's taken his hand and she's let him in
And to her bedroom they went straightway,
Where the bed was warmed and the sheets turned down.
And soon locked in her arms her true love lay.

And all through that short summer's night
Fast in her arms he lay entwined.
And he felt her kisses upon his lips
. . . . .
?

I don't know how to use ABC notation but can provide a PDF of the dots if necessary.