There were two sisters side by side
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
There were two sisters side by side
The boys are born for me
There were two sisters side by side
The eldest for young Johnny cried
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Johnny bought the youngest a gay gold ring...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
Johnny bought the youngest a gay gold ring...
The boys are born for me
Johnny bought the youngest a gay gold ring...
He never bought the eldest a single thing...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Johnny bought the youngest a beaver hat...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
Johnny bought the youngest a beaver hat...
The boys are born for me
Johnny bought the youngest a beaver hat...
The eldest never thought much of that...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

As they were walking by the foamy brim...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
As they were walking by the foamy brim...
The boys are born for me
As they were walking by the foamy brim...
The eldest pushed the youngest in...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Sister, oh sister give me thy hand...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
Sister, oh sister give me thy hand...
The boys are born for me
Sister, oh sister give me thy hand...
And you can have Johnny and all his land...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Sister I won't give you my hand...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
Sister I won't give you my hand...
The boys are born for me
Sister I won't give you my hand...
And I'll have Johnny and all his land...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

So there she sank and away she swam...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
So there she sank and away she swam...
The boys are born for me
So there she sank and away she swam...
Until she came to the miller's dam...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Miller took away her gay gold ring...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
Miller took away her gay gold ring...
The boys are born for me
Miller took away her gay gold ring...
And then he pushed her in again...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Miller he was hanged on the mountain head...
Sing aye dum, sing aye day
Miller he was hanged on the mountain head...
The boys are born for me
Miller he was hanged on the mountain head...
The eldest sister was boiled in lead...
I'll be true one to my love
If he'll be true to me

Miller took away her gay gold ring...
And then he pushed her in again...

Miller he was hanged on the mountain head...
The eldest sister was boiled in lead...