My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay

So fare-the-well, darlin', I'm goin' away

Your parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor

They say I'm not worthy to enter your door

Pretty Mary, Pretty Mary, would you think me unkind

If I were to see you and tell you my mind?

As sure as the dew drops fall on the green corn

Last night, I was with her, tonight, I am gone

My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay

So fare-thee-well, darlin', I'm goin' away