The Discarded Lover - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE DISCARDED LOVER 
As I went to church last Sunday My true love passed me by, I knew her mind was changing By the movements of her eye. 
My true love she is handsome, Quite proper, neat and small, In tact, she is very winsome, The merriest girl of all. 
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, Her hair as black as a crow, Her cheeks are red as roses All in the morning glow. 
She said if she ever married That I should be the man, Stand with her at the altar'Twas thus her answer ran. 
But now she has broken that promise, She may marry whom she will, Tho' it leave my poor heart bleeding, I can't help loving her still. 
I wish I were in Dublin, Or some other seaport town, I'd go at once on shipboard To sail the ocean up and down. 
While sailing o'er the deep, From home and friends afar, My thoughts of lovely Molly Would save me from despair.