In Isa’s Bed

Lyrics

I love in Isas bed to lie O such a joy and luxury The bottom of the bed I sleep And with great care I myself keep Oft I embrace her feet of lillys But she has goton all the pillies Her neck I never can embrace But I do hug her feet in place But I am sure I am contented And of my follies am repented I am sure I'd rather be In a small bed at liberty