All under the leaves, and the leaves of light
I met with virgins seven
One of them was Mary mild
First mother of our lord in heaven

Where are you going
My seven pretty maids?
Where are you going to
All under the leaves of light?

We are going Thomas they said
Seeking for no leaves
We are seeking Thomas they said
For a friend of thineÂ…

Went down to yonder town
Sat in the gallery
There we saw our Lord Jesus Christ
Hanging from a yew-tree
Mother don't you weep for me
Do not for me grieve
Mother don't you weep for me
I must suffer this for Adam and for Eve

The lily and the rose
The briar and the thorn
Between the day and the night
This is where we are born

The briar and the thorn
Between the day and the night
This is where we are born

This is where we are torn (x4)

How can my weeping cease
My sorrows to forgo
When I see my own son die
And sons I have no more

Now he's laid his head on his right shoulder
Die drew him nigh
“may the Holy Ghost receive my soul
dear mother now I die…”

(now I die)

The lily and the rose
The briar and the thorn
Between the day and the night
That's where we are born

The lily and the rose
The briar and the thorn
Between the day and the night
That's where we are born

That's where we are torn (x3)

Oh' the briar chokes the rose
But that's how our garden growsÂ…(x3)