I Know Where I’m Going
TradI know where I’m going
And I know who’s going with me
I know who I love
But the dear knows who I’ll marry
I have stockings of silk
Shoes of fine green leather
Combs to buckle my hair
And a ring for every finger
Some say he’s black
But I say he’s bonny
The fairest of them all
My handsome, winsome Johnny
Feather beds are soft
And painted rooms are bonny
But I would leave them all
To go with my love Johnny
I know where I’m going
And I know who’s going with me
I know who I love
But the dear knows who I’ll marry