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Lady
Sweet William rose one morning
And himself in blue
"Come tell to me the lost love
Between Margaret and you"
"I no harm of Lady Margaret," said he
"And I hope she none of me
But tomorrow morning before eight
Lady Margaret my bride be"
As Lady Margaret was in her chamber
A-combing up her
She sweet William and his bride
As they to the drew near
She threw down her ivory
And tossed her hair
And from the room a lady came
was seen in there no more
The day being and the night being come
When most men were
Sweet spied Lady Margaret's ghost
A-standing at his bed
"How do you like your bed?" she
"And how do you like your
And how do you like the fair
That lies in your asleep?"
"Very well do I my bed," said he
"Very well do I like my
But do I like the fair lady
That is at my bed feet"
The night being gone and the day being
When most men awake
Sweet said he was troubled in his head
From a dream he had night
He called his waiting maids
By one, by two, by
And last of all, his bride's consent
Lady Margaret he to see
He went the parlor door
He until he made things ring
But none was so ready as her own brother
To and let him in
"Is Margaret in the parlor?" said he
"Or is she in the
Or is she in her chamber
Among the gay 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
That I may Lady Margaret's cheek
For she has kissed mine"
The first he kissed was her rosy cheek
The next was her dimpled
The last of all was her lips
That his heart within
"Tear down, tear those milk white sheets
are made of silk so fine
Today they hang around Margaret's corpse
And tomorrow they will hang mine"
Lady Margaret died of pure, love
Sweet William died of
They are buried in one burying
Both side and together
Out of her grew a red rose
And out of his a
grew in a twining true lover's knot
The rose and the green
#74
Printed in Folksongs of the by Cox
versions recorded by Hedy West, Ste. Marie, Sally Rogers
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