"THE NEXT MARKET DAY"
Some 60yrs. back I learned this version of the song from a man from
the glens of Antrim:--

1.A maid going to Cummber her market to larn
to sell for her mammie three hanks o fine yarn
she met with a young man along the highway
which caused this young maid to dally and stray

2.Sit ye beside I mean ye no harm
sit ye beside me this new tune tae larn
here are three guineas your mammie to pay
so lay bye your yarn till the next market day

3.They sat down together the grass it was green
and the day was the fairest that ever was seen
the look in your eye beats a morning in May
I could sit bye your side till the next market day

4.Kind sir this new tune that ye'd larn me to play
might draw some attention beside this highway
in yonder meadow there's plenty of hay
which may not be there on the next market day

4.They rowed in the mow till his bow was weel strung
then he played a fine tune on her rub a dum dum
and the tune that he larned her was easy to play
she resolved to play on the next market day

5.This maid she gaed hame and the words that he said
and the tune that he larned her still rang in her head
she said i'll go seek him bye land or bye sae-------------(sea)
for it's a very long time till the next market day.

Joe.

P.S. Market days were held every week.