I first heard this song when I was a youngster. My mother used to sing it, but her version of the first and last verses went like this.

Oh my young love said to me,
My mother won't mind,
And my father won't slight you,
For your lack of kind,
And she moved away from me,
And this she did say,
It will not be long, love,
'Til the next market day.

Last night she came to me,
My dead love came in,
So softly she entered,
Her feet made no din,
Then she laid her hand on me,
And this she did say,
It will not be long, love,
'Til our wedding day.

She sang the 2nd and 3rd verses as Big Daddy has posted above.

I believe she called the song "The Next Market Day".

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 23-Jul-02.