We met under the oak tree,

a dress full of white as a princess,

man and woman side by side underneath the moon kissing,

her family did not approve us,

our first date took place on a beach that was so much fun we went there again,

my family was fascinated with her and how she carried herself,

She was forced to lie against her will

She lied down beneath the covers

Her family got in the way and wanted me gone so she can marry a richer man

We try to run away

I sent a letter that hoped to meet again,

Because we could not be together at the time

She later found me from the letter I sent

Together we married under an oak tree and spent our days together.