Lady Margaret Songtext
von Trees

Lady Margaret, she′s sitting in her high hall
Combing down her long yellow hair
When she sees sweet William and his new-made bride
Riding to the church so near

She throwed down her ivory comb
She throwed down her long yellow hair
Said, "I'm never going down to the church no more
And never more go there"

Well it wasn′t much later in that same night
As they lay fast asleep
Lady Margaret appeared at their bedside
Standing at their feet


"Tell me how do you like your pillow, young man?
Tell me how do you like your sheet?
Tell me how do you like the fair pretty maid
Lying in your arms asleep?"

"Very well do I like my pillow," said he
"Much better do I like my sheet
Best of all do I like the fair pretty maid
Standing at my feet"

Once did he kiss her ruby lips
Twice did he kiss her feet
Three times he lay in her long yellow hair
And fell in her arms asleep

Now is Lady Margaret in her chamber
Or is she in her hall?
She's in her cold, cold coffin
With her face turned to the wall