Anais Mitchell - Willie of winsbury
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Willie Of Winsbury [Child 100]
Anais Mitchell
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Capo 2.
[Verse 1]
The Cking has been a D*prisoner
And a Cprisoner D*long in CSpain
And EmWillie CO the GWinsburBmy
Has Glain long with his Ddaughter CJane.
[Verse 2]
What Cails you, what ails you, my daughter D*Jane
Why you Clook so D*pale and Cwan?
HaveEm you hadC any iGll sicknesBms
Or Gyet been Dsleeping with a Cman?
[Verse 3]
CI have not had any ill D*sickness
Nor Cyet been D*sleeping with a Cman
ItEm is for Cyou my Gfather deaBmr
For Gbiding so Dlong in CSpain.
[Verse 4]
CCast off, cast off, your robe and D*gown
Stand Cnaked D*on the Cstone
ThatEm I may kCnow youG by your shapBme
If Gyou be a Dmaiden or Cnone.
[Verse 5]
CAnd shes cast off the robe and D*gown
Stood Cnaked D*on the Cstone
her Emapron wasC tight and herG waist was roundBm
Her Gface was Dpale and Cwan.
[Verse 6]
CAnd was it with a lord or a D*gentleman
Or a Cman of D*wealth and Cfame
Or Emwas it witCh one of myG serving menBm
While GI was a Dprisoner in CSpain?
[Verse 7]
CNo it wasn't with a lord or aD* gentleman
Or a Cman of D*wealth and Cfame
It Emwas with CWillie o GWinsbury Bm
I Gcould cry Dno longer Calone.
[Verse 8]
CAnd the king has called his D*serving men
By Cone by D*two and by Cthree
Saying, EmWhere is thisC Willie oG Winsbury?Bm
For Ghanged Dhe shall Cbe.
[Verse 9]
CAnd when they came before the D*king
By Cone, by D*two and by Cthree
EmWillie should haveC been theG first of themBm
But the Glast of Dthem was Che.
[Verse 10]
CAnd Willie O the WinsD*bury
All Cdressed out in D*red Csilk
His Emhair hungC like theG strands of goldBm
His Gbreast was Dwhite as Cmilk.
[Verse 11]
CNo wonder, no wonder, the king he D*said,
That my Cdaughters D*love you did Cwin
If EmI were aC woman asG I am a manBm
In my Gown bed you Dwould have Cbeen.
[Verse 12]
CAnd will you marry my daughter D*Jane
By the Cfaith of D*your right Chand?
And EmIll make youC the lord of myG serving menBm
Ill Gmake you the Dheir of my Cland.
[Verse 13]
COh yes, Ill marry your daughter D*Jane
By the Cfaith of D*my right Chand.
But EmIll not beC the lord ofG any menBm,
Ill Gnot be the Dheir to your Cland.
[Verse 14]
CAnd he raised her up on a milk-white D*steed
CHimself on a D*dapple Cgrey
He Emhas made herC the lady ofG as much land Bm
As she can Gride in a Dlong summers Cday.