Lie down, lie down, love Henry Lee and stay with me this night

You will have my candle and coal, my fire's burnin' bright

My fire's burnin' bright



I won't lie down, I can't lie down, and stay all night with thee

There's a lady ten times fairer than you in Barnard's Hall for me

In Barnard's Hall for me



He's leanin' o'er her soft pillow to give her a kiss so sweet

But her little pen knife held keen and sharp

She's wounded him full deep

She's wounded him full deep



Oh I will lie down, I must lie down, I welcome it said he

There's no lady in Barnard's Hall that I love better than thee

I love more better than thee



Well live my love, Lord Henry, she said,

For an hour, or two, or three

And all the cards about my waist I freely give to thee

I'd freely give to thee



Well all the cards about your waist will do no good for me

Love don't you see my own cards flash

Come twinkling at my knee

Come twinkling at my knee



She took him by his long yellow hair,

She dragged him by his feet,

She threw him down a cold dark well some fifty fathoms deep

A full fifty fathoms deep



Lie down, lie down, you pretty little bird

Lie down along my knee

No girl who would murder her own true love,

Would kill a little bird like me

Would kill a little bird like me



Oh I wished I had my bending bow, my arrow in my string

I'd shoot my dart right through your heart so you no longer sing

So you no longer sing



I wished you had your bending bow,

Your arrow in your string!

I'd fly on back to Barnard's Hall,

You'd always hear me sing

You'd always hear me sing!



I'd fly on back to Barnard's Hall,

You'd always hear me sing

You'd always hear me sing