Tell me, o’ lover of mine, o’ lover of mine.
Do you love me true, love me true?
And will you let me, oh mine, be thine,  
In the thick and the thin through?

Tell me, o’ lover of mine, o’ lover of mine
Will you be my darling true, darling true?
Will you drink my heart like the finest wine,
And turn this one fool into us two?

Tell me, will you love me whole, love me whole?
And please, will you love me full, love me full?
For so long I’ve had, deep inside, a vast hole,
Won’t you please make this loneliness cull?

For if, o’ lover, o’ lover, you were to pass me by,
I’d surely feel naught but emptiness inside,
And do you want to see this poor fool cry?
So, if you please, just give me a try.

Tell me, o’ lover of mine, o’ lover of mine,
Will you be my darling true, darling true?
Will you slice off the vines, slice the vines?
And make me happy true, happy true.