THE TWO The lady at her own front door As as a willow wand And by there come a smith With his hammer in his Crying bide bide For a nowhere you can hide For the lusty smith be your love And he will lay pride. Why do you sit lady fair All in your of red I'll come tomorrow at this time And you in me bed . . . Away away you black smith Would you do me this For to think to have me maiden That I kept so long I'd rather I was and cold And me body laid in the Than a lusty, dusty, coal black Me head should have . . . So the lady, she curled up her And swore upon the That he'd not her maiden head For all of a pot of gold. But the he curled up his hand And he swore upon the That he have her maiden head For the half of that or . . . So the she turned into a dove And up into the air Ah, but he an old cock pigeon And they pair and pair . . . So the lady she turned into a As dark as the night was Ah, but he a golden saddle And he upon to her back . . . So the lady she turned into a And ran all the plane Ah, but he a greyhound dog And ran her again . . . So the lady she turned a fly And fluttered up the air Ah, but he became a big, hairy And dragged her into his . . . So the lady she into a sheep on yon common Ah, but he became a big ram And soon he was her. . . . So she turned into a full dress And she sailed all the sea Ah, but he became a captain And aboard of her he . . . So the she turned into a cloud away in the air Ah, but he a lightning flash And zipped into her . . . So she turned into a tree A mulberry in the wood Ah, but he came as the morning dew And her where she stood. . . . So the lady she ran the bedroom And she into a bed Ah, but he a green coverlet And he gained her head And she woke he took her so And he bad her bide And the lusty smith became her For all of her pride. song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by A. L. Lloyd. It was by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on Dark Ships in the Forest, Folk 65 in the key of C. also by Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy #44 filename[ DC ===DOCUMENT