From the broadside image at Bodleian Library Broadside Ballads, Firth b.25(158).

JENNY JONES

My name's Edward Morgan. I live at Llangollen,
From the vale of St. Taffy'd, the flower of North Wales.
My father and mother too live at Llangollen.
Good truth, I was born in that sweetest of vales.
Yes indeed, and all countries so foreign and beautiful
That little valley I prize far above,
For indeed in my heart I do love that Llangollen,
And sweet Jenny Jones too in truth I do love.

For twenty long years I have plough'd the salt seas
And serv'd my full time in a man-o'-war ship;
And 'deed, goodness knows, we had bloody engagements
And many a dark storm on the pitiless deep;
And I've seen all the lands that are famous in story,
And many fair damsels to gain me have strove;
But I said in my heart I do love that Llangollen,
And sweet Jenny Jones too in truth I do love.

I've seen Queen Victoria and the Lord Mayor of London,
With kings of far countries and many a queen,
The great Pope of Rome and the Duchess of Dangouleme [d'Angoulême].
Up from King George to Sir Watkin I've seen;
But no, not princesses, kings, dukes, nor commissioners,
No, goodness knows it, my envy could move;
For indeed in my heart I do love that Llangollen,
And sweet Jenny Jones too, in truth I do love.

I parted a lad from the vale of my fathers
And left Jenny Jones then a coquet young lass;
But now I'm returned a storm-beaten old mariner.
Jenny from Jones into Morgan shall pass;
And we'll live on our cheese and our ale in contentment,
And so thro' our dear native valley shall rove;
For indeed in our hearts we both love that Llangollen,
And sweet Jenny Morgan with truth will I love.