The Little Musgrave

As it fell out upon a day As many in the year Musgrave to the church did go To see fair ladies there And some came down in red velvet And some came down in Pall And the last to come down was the Lady Barnard The fairest of them all She's cast a look on the Little Musgrave As bright as the summer sun And then bethought this Little Musgrave This lady's love I've won GOOD day good day you handsome youth God make you safe and free What would you give this day Musgrave To lie one night with me I dare not for my lands, lady I dare not for my life For the ring on your white finger shows You are Lord Barnard's wife Lord Barnard's to the hunting gone And I hope he'll never return And you shall slip into his bed And keep his lady warm