Letra de Fair Margaret and Sweet William

Sweet William rose one winter's morn
Pray Lord to me speak truth
And tell me of that long lost love
Between Lady Margaret and you

Of Lady Margaret I know not
And she knows not of me
For I upon the midday sun
Some other's groom shall be

Lady Margaret sitting in her high window
Combing her long yellow hair
Spied sweet William and his new made bride
Riding up the road so fair

Down she threw her ivory comb
And down she threw her hair
And down she came from that high window
And was never seen no more