The lady sits at her own front door As straight as a willow wand By there come a lusty smith With his hammer in his hand Saying bide lady bide There's a nowhere you can hide For the lusty smith will...
The lady sits at her own front door As straight as a willow wand And by there come a lusty smith With his hammer in his hand Crying bide lady bide For there's a nowhere you can hide For the lusty...