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Little Musgrave

It fell upon a holy day as many is in the year,
Musgrave to the church did go to see fine ladies there

And some were dressed in velvet red and some in velvet pale
And then came in Lord Barnard's wife, the fairest among them all
And she cast her eye on the little Musgrave, as bright as the summer sun
Says Musgrave unto himself, this lady's heart I've won

For I have loved you, fair lady, for long and many's the day
And I have loved you, me little Musgrave and never a word I'd say

But I have a bower in Bucklesford Berry and it's my heart's delight
And I'll take you back there with me if you'll lie in me arms all night

But standing by was a little foot page, from my lady's coat he ran
Although I am my lady's page, I am Lord Barnard's man
And me Lord Barnard shall hear of this or whether I sink or swim
And everywhere the bridge was down, he'd enter the water and swim

Me Lord Barnard, me Lord Barnard, you are a man of life
But Musgrave is at Bucklesford Berry esleep with your wedded wife

Well if this be true, me little foot page, this thing thou tellest me
Then all the gold in Bucklesford Berry gladly I'll give to thee
But if this be a lie, me little foot page, this thing thou tellest me
From the highest tree in Bucklesford Berry hanged you will be

Go saddle me the black, he said, go saddle me the grey
Sound you not your horns, he said, lest our coming ye betray
But there was a man in Lord Barnard's train, he loved the Little Musgrave
He sounded out his horn so shrill: away, Musgrave, away!

I think I hear the morning cock, I think I hear the jay,
I think I hear Lord Barnard's men, I wish I was away

Is not your hawk upon it's perch, your steed eats oats and hay
And you a lady in your arms and still you would away

Oh lie still, lie still, me little Musgrave and shield me from the cold
It's nothing but a shepherd lad a - bringing his flock to fold

So they turned around and they turned around and then they went to sleep
And when they awoke Lord Barnard's men were standing at there feet

And how do you like my bed, he said, and how do you lide my sheets
And how do you like my fair lady who's in your arms asleep?

It's well I like your bed, he said, the more it gives me pain
But I'd rather than a hundred pounds to be on yonder plain

Rise up, rise up, me little Musgrave, rise up and then put on
It'll not be said in this country I slayed a naked man

But there are two swords here by my side, full dear they cost my purse
And you shall have the best of them and I shall have the worse

So slowly, so slowly he got up, so slowly he put on,
So slowly he went down the stairs, a thinking to be slain

But the first blow Little Musgrave struck, it hurt Lord Barnard sore
But the next blow that Lord Barnard struck Little Musgrave ne'er struck more

And how do you like his cheeks, he said, and how do you like his chin
And how do you like his dead body now there's no life within

Then up spoke the lady fair from the bek whereon she lay
Although you're dead, me little Musgrave, it's still for you I'll pray

It's well I like his cheeks, she said, it's well I like his chin
It's more I like his dead body than all your kith and kin

And he's taken out his long, long sword to strike the mortal blow
And through and through the lady's heart the cold steel it did go

A grave, a grave, Lord Barnard cried, to put these lovers in
With the lady on the upper hand for she came of better kin

For I have killed the bravest knight that ever rode a steed
And I have slain the fairest lady that ever did a woman's deed

It fell upon a holy day as many is in the year
Musgrave to the church did go to see fine ladies there.

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