Adieu, adieu, hard was my fate,
I was brought up in a tender state.
Bad company did me entice,
I left off work and took bad advice.
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
I robbed Lord Goldwyn, I do declare,
And Lady Masefield of Grosvenor Square.
I shut the shutters and bid them goodnight
And away I went to my heart's delight.
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
Before Judge Holden I was took,
Before Judge Holden I was tried.
Then Harry Jones said, "This will not do,
My iron chest you have broken through."
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
And when I'm dead and going to me grave
No costly tombstone will I crave.
Six bonny lasses to carry my pall
Give them broadswords, gloves, and ribbons all.
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
I was brought up in a tender state.
Bad company did me entice,
I left off work and took bad advice.
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
I robbed Lord Goldwyn, I do declare,
And Lady Masefield of Grosvenor Square.
I shut the shutters and bid them goodnight
And away I went to my heart's delight.
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
Before Judge Holden I was took,
Before Judge Holden I was tried.
Then Harry Jones said, "This will not do,
My iron chest you have broken through."
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day
And when I'm dead and going to me grave
No costly tombstone will I crave.
Six bonny lasses to carry my pall
Give them broadswords, gloves, and ribbons all.
Which makes me now to lament and say,
Pity the fate of young felons all
Well-a-day, Well-a-day