Henry Lee

Lie down, lie down, love Henry Lee and stay with me this night
 You will have my candle and coal, my fire's burnin' bright
 My fire's burnin' bright
 I won't lie down, I can't lie down, and stay all night with thee
 There's a lady ten times fairer than you in Barnard's Hall for me
 In Barnard's Hall for me
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 He's leanin' o'er her soft pillow to give her a kiss so sweet
 But her little pen knife held keen and sharp
 She's wounded him full deep
 She's wounded him full deep
 Oh I will lie down, I must lie down, I welcome it said he
 There's no lady in Barnard's Hall that I love better than thee
 I love more better than thee
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 Well live my love, Lord Henry, she said,
 For an hour, or two, or three
 And all the cards about my waist I freely give to thee
 I'd freely give to thee
 Well all the cards about your waist will do no good for me
 Love don't you see my own cards flash
 Come twinkling at my knee
 Come twinkling at my knee
 She took him by his long yellow hair,
 She dragged him by his feet,
 She threw him down a cold dark well some fifty fathoms deep
 A full fifty fathoms deep
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 Lie down, lie down, you pretty little bird
 Lie down along my knee
 No girl who would murder her own true love,
 Would kill a little bird like me
 Would kill a little bird like me
 Oh I wished I had my bending bow, my arrow in my string
 I'd shoot my dart right through your heart so you no longer sing
 So you no longer sing
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 I wished you had your bending bow,
 Your arrow in your string!
 I'd fly on back to Barnard's Hall,
 You'd always hear me sing
 You'd always hear me sing!
 I'd fly on back to Barnard's Hall,
 You'd always hear me sing
 You'd always hear me sing