THE TWO The sits at her own front door As straight as a willow And by there come a lusty his hammer in his hand Crying bide lady For there's a nowhere you can For the lusty will be your love And he lay your pride. Why do you sit lady fair All in your of red I'll come at this same time And you in me bed . . . Away you coal black smith you do me this wrong For to think to have me head I have kept so long I'd rather I was dead and And me laid in the grave Than a lusty, dusty, coal black Me maiden head have . . . So the lady, she curled up her And swore the mold That he'd not have her head For all of a pot of gold. But the blacksmith he up his hand And he swore upon the he would have her maiden head For the half of or less . . . So the lady she turned a dove And flew up the air Ah, but he an old cock pigeon And they pair and pair . . . So the lady she into a mare As dark as the was black Ah, but he became a golden And he clumb to her back . . . So the she turned into a hare And ran all over the Ah, but he became a dog And ran her again . . . So the lady she into a fly And fluttered up the air Ah, but he became a big, spider And her into his lair . . . So the she turned into a sheep Grazing on yon 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 of her went he . . . So the lady she into a cloud away in the air Ah, but he became a flash And zipped into her . . . So she turned into a mulberry A mulberry in the wood Ah, but he came forth as the dew And sprinkled her she stood. . . . So the lady she ran into the And she changed a bed Ah, but he became a green And he her maiden head And she woke he took her so And still he bad her And the lusty became her love For all of her pride. This song is a derivative of Ballad 44, with a tune by A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony on Ships in the Forest, Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C. also by Frankie on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy #44 MAGICN2 DC BOUNDARY===