[Verse 1]
There was an old man and he lived in the west
His trade was the cutting of brooms, green brooms
He had a son and his name it was Jack
He stayed up in the bed till noon, bright noon
Up in the bed till bright noon

[Verse 2]
The old father arose and up to Jack calls
He swore he would burn down his room, his room
If he didn't arise, open his eyes
Go out to the green woods to cut brooms, cut brooms
Out to the green woods to cut brooms

[Verse 3]
Jack he did rise, and sharpen his knives
He went out to the green woods to cut brooms, cut brooms
And the markets to fair he cries everywhere
"Oh fair maids, will you buy my brooms, green brooms?
Maids, will you buy my green brooms?"

[Verse 4]
Jack rambled out through the green woods alone
Till he came to a castle of stone, great stone
He rapped at the door as he oft did before
Crying, "Maids, will you buy my brooms, green brooms?
Maids, will you buy my green brooms?"
[Verse 5]
A lady up high, Jack she did spy
She, marvelling much at his bloom, his bloom
And to her servant maid quickly she said
"Go fetch me the lad that sells brooms, green brooms
Fetch me the lad that sells brooms."

[Verse 6]
Jack he came back, up the stairs he did go
Till he entered that fair lady's room, her room
"Jack-o," said she, "can you fancy me?
Will you marry a lady in bloom, in bloom?
Will you marry a lady in bloom?"

[Verse 7]
Jack gave consent, to the church they both went
He married that lady in bloom, in bloom
Said she, "I confess there's none in the west
Is as good as the lad that sells brooms, green brooms
As good as the lad that sells brooms."