Sweet William and Lady Margaret

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Sweet William arose one May morning And he dressed himself in blue We want you to tell us something about That long love between Lady Margaret and you Well, I know nothing about Miss Lady Margaret's love And I know that she don't love me But tomorrow mornin' at eight o'clock Lady Margaret my bride shall see But tomorrow mornin' at eight o'clock Lady Margaret my bride shall see [Verse 2] Lady Margaret was standin' in her own hall door A-combin' down her hair When who should she spy but sweet William and his bride And the lawyers a-riding by Oh, she threw down her ivory comb Bound her hair in silk And she stepped out of her own hall door To nevеr return any more Yes, shе stepped out of her own hall door To never return any more [Verse 3] Well, the day bein' past and the night a-comin' on When most all men was asleep Sweet William a-spied Miss Lady Margaret's ghost A-standin' at his own bed feet Oh, how do you like the bed, she asked him And how do you like the sheet And how do you like that pretty fair miss That's a-layin' in your arms so asleep? And how do you like that pretty fair miss That's a-layin' in your arms so asleep? [Verse 4] Very well, very well do I like the bed Very well do I like the sheet But the best one of all is that pretty fair miss That's a-standin' at my own bed feet But the best one of all is that pretty fair miss That's a-standin' at my own bed feet [Verse 5] Well, the night bein' past and the day comin' on When most all men was at work Sweet William he said he was troubled in his head From a dream that he dreamed last night Such dreams, such dreams they are no good Such dreams they are no good For I dreamed my hall was filled with wild swine And my true love was swimming in blood For I dreamed my hall was filled with wild swine And my true love was swimming in blood [Verse 6] He called his merry men to his side And counted one, two, three And the last one of them go ask of my bride Lady Margaret I might go and see Well, he rode and he rode to Miss Lady Margaret's hall Tingled all on the ring No one was so ready as Lady Margaret's brother To rise and welcome him in No one was so ready as Lady Margaret's brother To rise and welcome him in [Verse 7] Oh, is she in her garden, he asked him Or is she in her hall Or is she in the upper parlor Amongst those ladies all? She neither is in her garden, he answered She neither is in her hall But yonder she lies in her cold coffin That's a-sitting by the side of the wall But yonder she lies in her cold coffin That's a-sitting by the side of the wall [Verse 8] Fold dawn, fold down them milk-white sheets They're made of linen so fine Tonight they shall hang o'er my Lady Margaret's corpse But tomorrow they shall hang over mine Yes, fold down, fold down them milk-white sheets Made of linen so fine May I go and kiss them cold clay lips For they oftentimes have kissed mine May I go and kiss them clay cold lips For they oftentimes have kissed mine [Verse 9] Well, first he kissed her on her lips And then he kissed her chin And then he kissed her clay cold lips Which crushed his heart within Lady Margaret she died as it might be today Sweet William he died tomorrow And out of her grave there sprung a red rose And out of his a briar And out of her grave there sprang a red rose And out of his a briar [Verse 10] They grew and they grew to the steeple top They could not grow no higher And there they tied in a true lover's knot For all young people to admire And there they tied in a true lover's knot For all young people to admire