I know where I'm going
I know who's going with me
I know who I love
And my dear knows who I'll marry.
I have stockings of silk
And shoes of bright green leather
Combs to buckle my hair
And a ring for every finger.
Feather beds are soft
And painted rooms are bonnie
But I would give them all
For my handsome winsome Johnny.
Some say he is poor
But I say he's bonnie
Fairest of them all
Is my handsome winsome Johnny.
I know where I'm going
I know who's going with me
I know who I love
And my dear knows who I'll marry.
