Lyrics copied from Wiltshire Community History:

NEW GARDEN FIELDS – Roud 1 54
Collected from David Sawyer, Ogbourne St. Andrew, Wiltshire by Alfred Williams

1. Come all you young females, pray give attend,
Unto these few lines I am going to pen;
It is of lovely Mary I'm going to write,
She was all my day's study and my dreams by night.

2. On the eighteenth of August, by the date of the year,
By these new gardens fields, where I first met my dear;
She appeared like a goddess, or some young divine,
That was come for a torment, to torment my mind.

3. 'Young man, I'm no torment,' these words she did say.
'I'm pulling these flowers, so fresh and so gay,
I'm pulling these flowers which nature does yields,
For I take great delight in the new garden field.'

4. Then I said, 'Lovely Mary, dare I make so bold,
As your lily white hand one moment to hold?
It would give me more pleasure than this earthly store,
So grant me this favour, I'll ask you no more.'

5. 'Oh, then,' she replied, 'I'm afraid you're in jest.
If I thought you in earnest, I'd count myself blest
For my father is coming.' These words she did say,
'So fare you well, young man, for I must away.'

6. 'And now she has gone and left me all in the bands of love,
King Cupid protect me, and you powers above;
King Cupid protect me, and now take my part,
For she's guilty of murder, she's broken my heart.'

7. She turned and she said, 'Young man, I pity your moan,
I will leave you no longer to sigh all alone;
And I will go with you to some foreign part,
For you are the first one to inflame my heart.'