It was an English ladye bright
The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall
And she would marry a Scottish knight
For Love will still be lord of all

Blithely they saw the rising sun
When he shone fair on Carlisle wall
But they were sad ere day was done
Though Love was still the lord of all

Her sire gave brooch and jewel fine
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall
Her brother gave but a flask of wine
For ire that Love was lord of all

For she had lands both meadow and lea
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall
For he swore her death and he would see
A Scottish knight the lord of all

That wine she had not tasted well
The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall
When dead, in her true love's arms, she fell
For Love was still the lord of all

He pierced her brother to the heart
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall 
So perish all would true love part
While Love may still be lord of all

And then he took the cross divine
Where the sun shines fair on Carlisle wall
And died for her sake in Palestine
So Love was still the lord of all

Now all ye lovers, that faithful prove
The sun shines fair on Carlisle wall
Pray for their souls who died for love
For Love shall still be lord of all