He wooed her he won her he said 'Love Is True'
He promised to wed her the lad from the Crewe
Like a fool she believed him then what did he do?
He up and he left her alone onto the Crewe
And so now my daughter my secret I tell
To protect you from heartache perhaps shame as well
When a lad comes a courtin' take care what you do
Just in case he's a son of the lad from the Crewe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem