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Ballads and Songs of Michigan
O they rode, O they rode to some deep water's side, Four hours before it was day.
5 "Light oil, light off, my pretty fair maid, Light off, light off!" said he.
"For here I've drowned six ladies gay, And the seventh one you shall be."
6 "O stoop and bend these briars down That grow so near the brim,
So they won't entangle my curly locks, Or tear my milk-white skin."
7 He stooped to bend those briars down That grew so near the brim;
This maiden she ran with all her might And plunged the false knight in.
8 "Swim on, swim on, ye cruel false knight, Swim on, swim on!" said she,
"For here you drowned six ladies gay, But the seventh has drowned thee."
9 She mounted on the milk-white steed, And she led the iron gray;
O she rode, O she rode to her father's stable-door Two hours before it was day.
io The old man he being sick in bed And hearing what the parrot did say, "O what are you prattling, my pretty parrot, So long before it is day?"
ri "O hold your tongue, my pretty parrot, And tell no tales on me;
Your cage shall be made of the best iron and gold And hung in the old oak tree."