I have come to court you.
Be you rich or be you poor.
I have come to court you,
Your money doesn't matter any more.
Vandy, Vandy, I have gold and silver,
Vandy, Vandy, I have a house and land,
And then, if you'll kindly entertain me,
I'll make you a handsome man.
What care I for your gold
What care I for your houses
For I love a man who's gone
I've no need for a handsome man
and see the sun a -risin'
and see the gold a -risin'
Watch your true love march away.
Vandy, Vandy, I have come to court you.
Be you rich or be you poor,
And, Vandy, if you do not entertain me,
he'll come marching home no more.