Here you go. This is transcribed from the record; having got it all down I realise it's basically the same text as The Foggy Dew in Digitrad.

When I was a young man I lived all alone,
I followed the roving trade.
And the only thing I ever done wrong
Was in courting a fair young maid.
I loved her in the summer time
And part of the winter too
And many's the time I held her close
To keep her from the foggy dew.

Oh, she came to my bedside one night
As I lay fast asleep
And she threw her arms around my neck
And bitterly she did weep.
Oh, she wept and she cried and she tore her hair
Crying, Oh what shall I do?
For this night I've resolved for to sleep with you,
For fear of the foggy dew.

Oh, all the first part of that night
How we did sport and play
But in the second part of that night
She in my arms did lay
And when broad daylight did appear
Oh, she cried, I am undone.
Oh, hold your tongue, oh you silly young thing,
For the foggy dew has gone.

Oh, supposing you was for to have a child
Well, I bet that would make you smile
And supposing you was for to have another
Well it would make you think a while
And supposing you was for to have another
And another and another one too
Well it would make you leave off all them foolish tricks
And just think on the foggy dew.

Now all the first part of that year
Well I loved her like my life
But in the second part of that year
She became another man's wife.
But I'll never tell him of her faults
Nor the things we used to do
But she passes me by and she winks her eye
And I think on the foggy dew.