| Lyrics: | DEATH AND THE LADY
As I walked out one morning in May
The birds did sing and the
lambs did play
The birds did sing and the lambs did play
I met an old man, I met an old
man
I met an old man by the way
His head was bald, his beard was grey
His coat
was of a myrtle shade
I asked him what strange countryman
Or what strange place, or what
strange place
Or what strange place he did belong
"My name is Death, cannot you
see?
Lords, dukes, and ladies bow down to me
And you are one of those branches
three
And you fair maid, and you fair maid,
And you fair maid must come with
me"
"I'll give you gold and jewels rare
I'll give you costly robes to wear
I'll give
you all my wealth in store
If you'll let me live, if you'll let me live
If you'll let me
live a few years more"
"Fair lady, lay your robes aside
No longer glory in your
pride
And now, sweet maid, make no delay
Your time is come, your time is come
Your
time is come and you must away"
And not long after this fair maid died
"Write on my
tomb," the lady cried,
"Here lies a poor distressed maid
Whom Death now lately, whom Death
now lately
Whom Death now lately hath betrayed"
@death
Printed in the
Penguin book of English folksongs
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