Willie Of Winsbury
child 100
Anais Mitchell
Capo 3
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The king has been a prisoner
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And a prisoner long in Spain
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And Willie O the Winsbury
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Has lain long with his daughter Jane.
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What ails you, what ails you, my daughter Jane
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Why you look so pale and wan?
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Have you had any ill sickness
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Or yet been sleeping with a man?
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I have not had any ill sickness
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Nor yet been sleeping with a man
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It is for you my father dear
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For biding so long in Spain.
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Cast off, cast off, your robe and gown
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Stand naked on the stone
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That I may know you by your shape
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If you be a maiden or none.
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And shes cast off the robe and gown
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Stood naked on the stone
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her apron was tight and her waist was round
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Her face was pale and wan.
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And was it with a lord or a gentleman
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Or a man of wealth and fame
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Or was it with one of my serving men
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While I was a prisoner in Spain?
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No it wasnt with a lord or a gentleman
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Or a man of wealth and fame
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It was with Willie o Winsbury
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I could cry no longer alone.
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And the king has called his serving men
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By one by two and by three
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Saying, Where is this Willie o Winsbury?
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For hanged he shall be.
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And when they came before the king
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By one, by two and by three
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Willie should have been the first of them
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But the last of them was he.
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And Willie O the Winsbury
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All dressed out in red silk
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His hair hung like the strands of gold
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His breast was white as milk.
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No wonder, no wonder, the king he said,
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That my daughters love you did win
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If I were a woman as I am a man
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In my own bed you would have been.
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And will you marry my daughter Jane
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By the faith of your right hand?
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And Ill make you the lord of my serving men
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Ill make you the heir of my land.
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Oh yes, Ill marry your daughter Jane
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By the faith of my right hand.
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But Ill not be the lord of any men,
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Ill not be the heir to your land.
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And he raised her up on a milk-white steed
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Himself on a dapple grey
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He has made her the lady of as much land
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As she can ride in a long summers day.
