I did not say I'd marry you,
I did not say just you would do;
Nor did I say you are my life,
I did not say I'd be your wife.
We only kissed that moonlit night
Beneather the moon so shining bright
I only said "to love I'm true,"
I will not, shall not, marry you.
Whatever made you buy that ring?
I did not want the stupid thing!
I could not, would not, be so true!
Why did you think I'd marry you?
When I am old (past forty-eight)
Let's meet beside that moonlit gate,
And if by then my hand is bare,
Then you may place that ring right there!