There once was a girl in a faraway land,
Three men came to see her and ask for her hand.
The maiden gave greetings and nodded her head,
Then up stood the first man and here's what he said:
I have riches and jewels and gold in great store,
And if we would marry, you'll want nevermore.
You'll dress in the finest of satin and silk,
You'll bathe in the freshest of honey and milk.
You'll have all you desire, so you must understand,
I'm the one to whom surely you must give your hand.
The maiden said thank you and nodded her head,
Then up stood the second and here's what he said:
I have castles and kingdoms and acres of land,
And all can be yours if you pledge me your hand.
You'll have power and money and all that it brings,
You'll entertain princes, you'll visit with kings.
There is nothing you'd ask I could ever refuse,
So it's clear I'm the husband you surely must choose.
The maiden said thank you and nodded her head,
Then up stood the third man and here's what he said:
I'm just a poor farmer, if truth it be told,
I can't give you silver, I can't offer gold.
I don't have a castle or acres of land,
So if you won't marry me I'll understand.
I really have only this promise to give:
I will love you and keep you as long as I live.
We'll work hard all our days, and when we retire,
We will sit holding hands by the warmth of a fire.
I'm a man of low means, and I haven't a lot,
But I give you myself, for it's all that I've got.
The maiden said thank you and nodded her head,
And just at that moment, she knew who to wed.