English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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Little Musgrave and Lady Barnard
4   True, I am Lord Thomas's wife Lord Thomas is not at home.
The little foot-page was a-standing by,
These words heareth he,
And he licked to his heels and run.
5   He run, he run to the broken-down bridge, He bent to his breast and swum ;
He swum, he swum to the other, other side, And he buckled up his shoes and he run.
6  He run, he run to Lord Thomas's gate And he dingled at the ring and it rung, And he dingled at the ring and it rung. What news, what news, my little foot-page ? What news you've brought to me ?
Little Matthy Groves is at your house In the bed with the gay lady.
7   If that be a lie you've brought to me And a lie I expect it to be,
If there is e'er a green tree in these whole worlds A hangman you shall be.
8   If that be the truth you've brought to me, And the truth I don't expect it to be, You may wed my youngest daughter And you may have all I've got.
9  Lord Thomas's wife raised up about half a doze asleep. Lay still, lay still, little Matthy Groves says,
Lay still I tell to thee,
For it's nothing, but your father's little shepherd boy
A-driving the wolves from the sheep.
10 When little Matthy Groves did wake Lord Thomas was at his feet. Rise up, rise up, Lord Thomas he says, And put your clothing on, For it never shall be known in old England That I slew a naked man.
ii How can I rise up, he says, When I am afeard of my life ? For you have two good broad-edged swords And I have not so much as a knife.