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Lady
Sweet rose one morning bright
And himself in blue
"Come tell to me the lost love
Between Margaret and you"
"I know no harm of Lady Margaret," he
"And I hope she knows of me
But morning before eight o'clock
Margaret my bride shall be"
As Lady Margaret was in her chamber
up her hair
She sweet William and his bride
As they to the church near
She threw down her comb
And tossed back her
And from the a fair lady came
was seen in there no more
The day gone and the night being come
When men were asleep
Sweet William spied Lady Margaret's
A-standing at his bed
"How do you your bed?" she said
"And how do you like sheet?
And how do you like the fair
lies in your arms asleep?"
"Very well do I my bed," said he
"Very do I like my sheet
But better do I the fair lady
is standing at my bed feet"
The night being gone and the day come
When most men awake
Sweet William said he was in his head
From a dream he had last
He his weary waiting maids
By one, by two, by
And of all, with his bride's consent
Lady he went to see
He went the parlor door
He knocked until he made ring
But was so ready as her own dear brother
To and let him in
"Is Margaret in the parlor?" said he
"Or is she in the
Or is she in her high
the gay ladies all?"
"Lady is not in the parlor," said he
"She is in the hall
She is in her
And by the wall"
"Tear down, tear down, those white sheets
They are of silk so fine
I may kiss Lady Margaret's cheek
For ofttimes she has mine"
The first he kissed was her rosy cheek
The next was her dimpled
The last of all was her clay-cold
pierced his heart within
"Tear down, tear down those milk sheets
are made of silk so fine
Today they around Lady Margaret's corpse
And tomorrow will hang around mine"
Lady Margaret died of pure, pure
Sweet died of sorrow
are buried in one burying ground
Both side and together
Out of her grew a red rose
And out of his a
They grew in a twining true lover's
The and the green briar
#74
Printed in Folksongs of the by Cox
versions recorded by Hedy West, Buffy Ste. Marie, Rogers
LADYMARG
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