There is hay in the way.

1. There is hay for the road, for the hayloft. ; I will hug you, my rose, to the kitchen door, ; Hey, into a beautiful red dawn. ; ; 2. If you part from me, let there be an earthquake. ; There, let it come to your mind, many false promises, ; Hey, many false promises. ; ; 3. You think, my rose, that I love you very much, ; Yet, my sweet rose, I easily forget you. ; Hey, I easily forget you. ; ; 4. Today, my sweet rose, you can walk past me, ; I won't even hold your hand, so that you can sit next to me. ; Hey, so that you can sit next to me. ; ; 5. Bride, groom, but both are beautiful. ; Both are like the golden rod, ; Hey, like the golden rod. ; ; 6.. The bride is lame, the groom is crooked. ; My best man's back is thrown out by gout. ; Hey, gout is thrown out.