When
Oh will you be my wife, my love
Oh will you be my wife?
Build me a castle fit for a queen
Oh then I'll be your wife.
Here is a castle fit for a queen
Oh will you be my wife?
Make a garden as far as the eye can see
Oh then I'll be your wife.
Here's the finest garden in all the land
With arbours and fountains on every hand
Oh will you be my wife?
When the stars go out and the sun grows cold
And moths have eaten all your gold
Oh then I'll be your wife.
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