On woman next I set my heart,
Hurrah!
From them I suffered many a smart,
Ah, ah!
The false one sought another lord.
With the true one I was greatly bored,
The best could not afford.
To travel next I did apply,
Hurrah!
From house and kindred off did fly,
Ah, ah!
I'm pleased with nothing I have seen,—
The food was coarse, the bed not clean,
None knew what I did mean.
On honours next my heart I set,
Hurrah!
But lo! my neighbour more did get,
Ah, ah!
And when I had advanced my name
The folks did look askance, and blame
As though I hurt their fame.
I set my heart on fighting then,
Hurrah!
And many a battle we did gain,
Ah, ah!
We marched the foeman's country through,
Much profit there did not accrue,—
My leg's loss there I rue.
Now I have set my heart on nought.
Hurrah!
The whole world to my feet is brought.
