Half sheet.

A STORY unto you I tell
Of a soldier who courted a pretty girl
        And soon he gain'd her favour,
O let me in the soldier cried,
Its a cold haily rainy night,
       And I wont go back again, O.

My cap is froze unto my head,
My heart is like a lump of lead,
        With standing under the window, O
O let me in the soldier cried,
Its a cold haily rainy night,
        And I wont go back again, O.

Your dad and mom are fast asleep,
Which makes me under your window creep,
The Doors and windows they do crea<k>
        I dare not let you in, O.
O let me in the soldier cried,
Its a cold haily rainy night,
        And I wont go back again, O.

O then she rose and let him in,
And kist his ruby lips and chin
And into bed she jump'd with him
         Along with a roving soldier
Then blest the cold rainy night.
She rose from bed and let him in,
        And he did not go back again O.

Now since you had your will of me,
O soldier will you marry me.
No such a thing can ever be,
        So fare you well for ever, O.
O then she cursed the rainy night,
She rose from bed and let him in,
        And did not go back again, O.