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Lady
William rose one morning bright
And dressed in blue
"Come to me the long lost love
Lady Margaret and you"
"I no harm of Lady Margaret," said he
"And I she knows none of me
But tomorrow morning before eight
Lady my bride shall be"
As Margaret was in her chamber high
A-combing up her
She spied sweet William and his
As they to the drew near
She threw down her comb
And tossed back her
And from the room a lady came
That was seen in there no
The day being gone and the being come
When most men were
Sweet William spied Margaret's ghost
A-standing at his bed
"How do you like bed?" she said
"And how do you like sheet?
And how do you the fair lady
lies in your arms asleep?"
"Very well do I like my bed," he
"Very well do I my sheet
But better do I like the lady
That is at my bed feet"
The night gone and the day being come
most men were awake
Sweet William said he was troubled in his
a dream he had last night
He called his waiting maids
By one, by two, by
And last of all, with his bride's
Lady he went to see
He went the parlor door
He knocked until he made ring
But none was so 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 chamber
Among the gay all?"
"Lady Margaret is not in the parlor," he
"She is in the hall
She is in her
And by the wall"
"Tear down, tear down, those white sheets
They are made of so fine
I may kiss Lady Margaret's cheek
For ofttimes she has mine"
The first that he kissed was her rosy
The next was her chin
The of all was her clay-cold lips
That pierced his heart
"Tear down, tear those milk white sheets
They are made of so fine
Today hang around Lady Margaret's corpse
And tomorrow they will hang mine"
Lady Margaret died of pure, pure
William died of sorrow
They are buried in one burying
Both side and side
Out of her grave a red rose
And out of his a
They grew in a twining true lover's
The rose and the briar
#74
Printed in Folksongs of the by Cox
recorded by Hedy West, Buffy Ste. Marie, Sally Rogers
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