From noise and bustle far away As I walked over each acre I never knew what it was to sigh Till I saw Betsy Baker At church I met her dressed so neat One Sunday in hot weather With love I found my heart did beat As we sang psalms together So modestly she turned her head The while her voice did quaver I thought if ever I did wed T'would be with Betsy Baker When church was over, out she went But I did follow after Determined I would not be baulked I spoke to Betsy Baker But all my entreaties she did slight And I was forced to leave her I got not sleep at all that night For love had brought a fever From noise and bustle far away And I walked over each acre I never knew what it was to sigh Till I saw Betsy Baker At last she got acquainted With a rambling mad play actor He gammoned her to run away And I lost Betsy Baker But though I strive another way My heart will never foresake her I dream all night and think all day Of cruel Betsy Baker From noise and bustle far away And I walked over each acre I never knew what it was to sigh Never knew what it was to sigh Never knew what it was to sigh Till I saw Betsy Baker Ooooh Aaaah Ooooh Aaaah Ooooh Aaaah Ooooh Aaaah From noise and bustle far away And I walked over each acre I never knew what it was to sigh Till I saw Betsy Baker