Since no one has posted an early version of this song HERE, allow me.

From The Royal Minstrel; or Melodist's Pocket Songster, published by J.S. Pratt, London, 1844.

NOBODY COMES TO MARRY ME.

Last night the dogs did bark,
   I went to the gate to see,
When ev'ry lass had her spark,
   But nobody comes to me.
      And its oh, dear, what will become of me ?
         Oh, dear what shall I do?
      Nobody coming to marry me,
         Nobody coming to woo.

My father's a hedger and ditcher,
   My mother does nothing but spin ;
And I am a pretty young girl.
   But money comes slowly in.
      And its oh, dear, &c.

They say I am beauteous and fair.
   They say I am scornful and proud,
Alas! I must now despair,
   For, ah, I am grown very old.

And now I must die an old maid,
   Oh, dear, how shocking the thought!
And all my beauty must fade.
   But I'm sure it is not my fault,
      And its oh, dear, &c.

Although this is a relatively "late" version, the same version, with only slight variations appears in texts from (or reprinted from) the 1820s, such as The Lyre and The Vocal Library.

In English Minstrelsie, Volume 2 (1895), pp. 120-22, Sabine Baring-Gould provides a score for this song which bears some resemblance to the tune sung by Prior and Tabor, but not a strong one.

In digging about, I found that the song was especially popular on the American side of the pond, popularized as a sort of signature song for Eliza Poe, stage sensation and mother of Edgar Allan Poe. The song was published over here at least as early as 1811 (in The Songster's Repository, Nathaniel Dearborn, New York). Another common title for the song was "Last Night the Dogs (Did Bark)."