Going To Market - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
GOING TO MARKET. Words by Harold Wynn Music by Louis Diehl. 
She was standing by the wicket, and she drooped her pretty head. "I am going to the 'market," with a little sigh she said; "And the basket is so heavy, and I think that it will rain: And the road is long und lonely through the coppice And the lane With a tender glance he answered, as her troubled look he met: "I am sure it will be weary, and it might he very wet; And the hay is hardly ripened, so I haven't much to do; And if you will let me, Jennie, I should like to go with you, And if you will let me, Jennie, I should like to go with you. You and I together, love, never mind the weather, love; You and I together, love, all the nay, all the way. You and I together, love, never mind the weather, love; You and I together, love, all the way, all the way." 
Many merry words were spoken, and the sunlight 'round them fell; But at even, when returning, he had something more to tell. "On! the road of life we travel has its burdens we must bear, And the road is long and dreary, will you wish me with you there? Then her dimpled cheeks grew rosy as the sunset in the West, And she answered, looking shyly, at the lillies in her breast: "You were kind to come to market, and you always tell me true; So I think I'll have you, Donald, for the other journey, too; So I think I'll have you, Donald, for the other journey, too. You and I together, love, etc.