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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana
4. "It's how do you like your fine featherbed,
And how do you like your sheet? And how do you like your wedded lady That all in your arms does sleep ?"
5. "Very well do I like my fine featherbed;
Very well do I like my sheet; Much better do I like little Lady Margaret Who stands at my bed feet."
6. The night a-being past and the day a-coming on
When most of the men were awake, Sweet William turned over to his wedded lady, And (her) all in his arms did take.
7. "What dreams! what dreams! what dreadful dreams!
What dreams I dreamed last night! I dreamed that my sheet was of pure blood And my house was all French white."
8. "I dreamed that the river was of sweet wine,
And the white ducks swimming down; So I will arise and go to Lady Margaret's house, All by the leave of you."
9. He rode and he rode till he came to her gate,
And rattled at the ring, And none was there but her servants all told To arise and let him in.
10. "What dress, what dress, what dress is this
That makes you all so blue?" "We are mourning the death of our Lady Margaret, Who died for love of you."
11. "Wind down, wind down those snow-white sheets
And let me view the dead, And let me kiss those pale young lips That was once so cherry-red." |
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