I went unto my own love's chamber window Where I had often been before To tell my love unto Flandyke shore Unto Flandyke shore Never to return to England no more Never to return to England no more I went unto my own love's chamber door Where I had never been before I saw a light springing from her clothes Springing from her clothes Just like the morning sun when first arose Just like the morning sun when first arose As I was walking on the Flandyke shore Her own dear father I did see "My daughter she is dead," he cried "She is dead," he cried "And she's broken her heart all for the love of thee" So I hove a bullet onto fair England's shore Onto fair England's shore Just where I thought my own true love did lay