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Traditional
  1. Yonder comes a courteous knight
    Lustily raking over the hay.
    He was well ‘ware of a bonny lass
    As she came wandering over the way:
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  2. Jove speed you, fair lady, he said,
    Amongst the leaves that be so green:
    If I were a king, and wore a crown,
    Full soon, fair lady should thou be a queen!
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  3. Also, Jove save you, fair lady,
    Among the roses that be so red:
    If I have not my will of you,
    Full soon, fair lady, shall I be dead!
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  4. Then he looked east, then he looked west,
    He looked north, so did he south:
    He could not find a privy place,
    For all lay in the devil's mouth.
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  5. If you will carry me gentle sir,
    A maid unto my father's hall,
    Then you shall have your will of me
    Under purple and under pall.
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  6. He set her upon a steed,
    And himself upon another,
    And all the day he rode by her
    As though they had been sister and brother.
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  7. When she came to her father's hall
    It was well walled round about,
    She rode in at the wicker-gate
    And shut the four-eared fool without.
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  8. You had me, quoth she, abroad in the field
    Among the corn, amidst the hay,
    Where you might had your will of me -
    For, in good faith, sir, I ne'er said nay!
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  9. You had me also amid the field
    Among the rushes that were so brown,
    Where you might had your will of me -
    But you had not the face to lay me down!
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  10. He pulled out his nut-brown sword
    And wiped the rust off with his sleeve,
    And said: Jove's curse come to his heart
    That any woman would believe!
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.
  11. When you have your own true-love
    A mile or twain out of the town,
    Spare not for her gay clothing -
    But lay her body flat on the ground!
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry,
    Then she sang Down a down, hey down derry.