The Keys of Canterbury Songtext
von Vulcan’s Hammer
The Keys of Canterbury Songtext
Oh madam I will give to you the keys of Canterbury
And all the bells in London shall ring to make us merry
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you the keys of Canterbury
Nor all the bells in London shall ring to make us merry
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you a pair of boots of cork
The one be made in London and the other made in York
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you a pair of boots of cork
The one be made in London and the other made in York
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you a little silver bell
To ring for all your servants and make them serve you well
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you a little silver bell
To ring for all my servants and make them serve me well
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you a gallant silver chest
With a key of gold and silver and jewels of the best
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you a gallant silver chest
With a key of gold and silver and jewels of the best
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you the embroided silken gown
With nine yards a-dangling and a train unto the ground
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
Oh sir I will accept of you your embroided silken gown
With nine yards a-dangling and a train unto the ground
And I (you) will be your (my) joy your (my) sweet and only dear
And walk along with you (me) anywhere
And all the bells in London shall ring to make us merry
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you the keys of Canterbury
Nor all the bells in London shall ring to make us merry
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you a pair of boots of cork
The one be made in London and the other made in York
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you a pair of boots of cork
The one be made in London and the other made in York
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you a little silver bell
To ring for all your servants and make them serve you well
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you a little silver bell
To ring for all my servants and make them serve me well
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you a gallant silver chest
With a key of gold and silver and jewels of the best
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
I shall not sir accept of you a gallant silver chest
With a key of gold and silver and jewels of the best
I will not be your joy your sweet and only dear
Nor walk along with you anywhere
Then madam I will give to you the embroided silken gown
With nine yards a-dangling and a train unto the ground
If you will be my joy my sweet and only dear
And walk along with me anywhere
Oh sir I will accept of you your embroided silken gown
With nine yards a-dangling and a train unto the ground
And I (you) will be your (my) joy your (my) sweet and only dear
And walk along with you (me) anywhere
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