I Know Where I'm Going

I know where I'm going
And I know who's going with me
I know who I love
And my dear knows who I'll marry. 
I have stockings of silk
And shoes of bright green leather
Combs to buckle my hair
And a ring for every finger. 

O' feather beds are soft
And painted rooms are bonnie
But I would give them all
For my handsome winsome Johnny. 

Some say that he's poor
But I say that he's bonnie
Fairest of them all
Is my handsome winsome Johnny.