Ye Vagabonds - Willie o winsbury

^CThe king he has ^Gbeen a ^Empoor prisone^Dr, And a ^Cprisoner ^Dlong in ^CSpain, ^GWhile ^CWullie O’ ^BmWinsbury, Has ^Emlain long with his ^Gdaughter at ^Chame.

^CWhat ails you, ^Gwhat ails you, ^Emmy daughter ^Ddear? For you ^Clook so ^Dpale and ^Cwan, O’ ^Ghave ^Cyou had any ^Bmsore sicknes^Ems? Or^C yet been ^Gsleeping with a^C man?

^CI have not ^Ghad any ^Emsore sicknes^Ds, Nor ^Cyet been ^Dsleeping wi’ ^Ca man, ^GWas grieving ^Cfor you my ^Bmfather dea^Emr, After ^Cbiding ^Gso long in ^CSpain.

^CWell cast off, cast ^Goff, your ^Emberry brown gow^Dn, Stand ^Cnaked ^Dupon a ^Cstane, ^GThat I may ^Cken you ^Bmby your ^Emshape, ^CWhether you be a ^Gmaiden or ^Cnone.

^CSo she’s cast ^Goff her ^Emberry brown ^Dgown, stood n^Caked u^Dpon a s^Ctane, ^GHer haunches were^Em round, And ^Bmher apron was ^Emshort, Her ^Ccheeks they were ^Gpale and ^Cwan,

^CSo is he a ^Glord, or a ^Emduke, or a ^Dknight, Or a ^Cman of ^Dbirth or ^Cfame? Or ^Gis he ^Emone of my ^Bmserving m^Emen? That’s ^Clately ^Gcome out of ^CSpain?

^COh he is nae a ^Glord, or a ^Emduke or a ^Dknight, Nor ^Ca man of ^Dbirth or ^Cfame, But ^Ghe is ^EmWullie O’^BmWinsbury^Em, I could ^Cbide nae ^Glonger ^Calane.

So the ^Cking, he has ^Gcalled for, ^EmFor his merry men ^Dall His ^Cmerry men ^Dthirty and ^Cthree, Says ^Gbring me ^EmWullie O’ ^BmWinsbury^Em, For ^Changing ^Ghe shall^C be.

But ^Cwhen he ^Gcame, the ^Emking be^Dfore He was ^Cclad ^Dall in red ^Csilk, His ^Ghair was ^Emlike the ^Bmstrands of ^Emgold, His ^Ccheeks they were ^Gwhite as ^Cmilk.

^CWell it is nae ^Gwonder, s^Emays the ^Dking My ^Cdaughter ^Dheart you did ^Cwin, For ^Gif I were a ^Emwoman, ^Bmas I am a ^Emman My ^Cbedfellow ^Gyou would have ^Cbeen.

So ^Cwill you ^Gmarry my ^Emdaughter ^DJanet, By the ^Ctruth of ^Dyour ^Cright hand, And ^Gwill you ^Emmarry my ^Bmdaughter ^EmJanet, And ^Cbe a ^Glord of the ^Cland?

Yes ^CI will ^Gmarry your ^Emdaughter ^DJanet, By ^Cthe truth of ^Dmy right ^Chand, And ^GI will ^Emmarry your ^Bmdaughter ^EmJanet, But ^CI won’t be a ^Glord of the ^Cland.

So he’s ^Cmounted ^Gher on a ^Emmilk white ^Dsteed, And ^Chimself on a ^Ddapple ^Cgrey, And he’s ^Gmade her a ^Emlady of ^Bmas much ^Emland, As they could ^Cride in a ^Glong summers ^Cday.