"Jack dear, you soon will forget me
You'll soon forget your sweetheart Grace
How it breaks my heart to think lad
I no more shall see your smiling face
Some day you'll find another
Now that what worries my poor mind
I always thought that I should be your wife Jack
It's too late now, sweetheart, I'm blind."

My father, Bill Smith, heard this song sung by Tom Vaughn, then a retired farm worker, in the Tally Ho! in Boulden, South Shropshire, UK in the 1930's. He remembered that there were other verses and thought it a grand old song, but could never sing more than the above.