oh after the morning there comes an evening and after the evening another day and after a false love there comes a true love i d have you listen now to what i say my love he is as fine a young man as fair as any the sun shone on but how to help him i do not know it for now he s got a sentence to be hung as he was marching the streets of derry i am sure he marched up right manfully being much more like a commanding officer than a man to die upon the gallows tree what keeps my love she s so long in coming or what detains her so far from me or does she think it a shame or a scandal to see me die upon the gallows tree he looked around and he saw her coming as she rode swifter than the wind i ll have them know that they dare not hang you and i ll crown my love with a bunch of green 