As it fell out upon a day

As many in the year

Musgrave to the church did go

To see fair ladies there



And some came down in red velvet

And some came down in Pall

And the last to come down was the Lady Barnard

The fairest of them all



She's cast a look on the Little Musgrave

As bright as the summer sun

And then bethought this Little Musgrave

This lady's love I've won



   GOOD day good day you handsome youth

   God make you safe and free

   What would you give this day Musgrave

   To lie one night with me



I dare not for my lands, lady

I dare not for my life

For the ring on your white finger shows

You are Lord Barnard's wife



Lord Barnard's to the hunting gone

And I hope he'll never return

And you shall slip into his bed

And keep his lady warm



There's nothing for to fear Musgrave

You nothing have to fear

I'll set a page outside the gate

To watch til morning clear



   And woe be to the little footpage

   And an ill death may he die

   For he's away to the green wood

   As fast as he could fly



And when he came to the wide water

He fell on his belly and swam

And when he came to the other side

He took to his heels and ran



And when he came to the green wood

'Twas dark as dark can be

And he found Lord Barnard and his men

Asleep beneath the trees



Rise up Rise up Master he said

Rise up and speak to me

Your wife's in bed with Little Musgrave

Rise up right speedily



   If this be truth you tell to me

   Then gold shall be your fee

   And if it be false you tell to me

   Then hanged you shall be



   Go saddle me the black he said

   Go saddle me the grey

   And sound you not the horn said he

   Lest our coming it would betray



Now there was a man in Lord Barnard's train

Who loved the Little Musgrave

And he blew his horn both loud and shrill

Away Musgrave Away



I think I hear the morning cock

I think I hear the jay

I think I hear Lord Barnard's horn

Away Musgrave Away  



Lie still, lie still, you little Musgrave

And keep me from the cold

It's nothing but a shepherd boy

Driving his flock to the fold



Is not your hawk upon its perch

Your steed is eating hay

And you a gay lady in your arms

And yet you would away



So he's turned him right and round about

And he fell fast asleep

And when he woke Lord Barnard's men

Were standing at his feet



   And how do you like my bed Musgrave

   And how do you like my sheets

   And how do you like my fair lady

   That lies in your arms asleep



It's well I like your bed he said

And well I like your sheets

But better I like your fair lady

That lies in my arms asleep



   Get up, get up young man he said

   Get up as swift as you can

   For it never will be said in my country

   I slew an unarmed man



   I have two swords in one scabbard

   Full dear they cost my purse

   And you shall have the best of them

   I shall have the worst



So slowly, so slowly he rose up

And slowly he put on

And slowly down the stairs he goes

Thinking to be slain



And the first stroke Little Musgrave took

It was both deep and sore

And down he fell at Barnard's feet

And word he never spoke more



   And how do you like his cheeks, lady

   And how do you like his chin

   And how do you like his fair body

   Now there's no life within



It's well I like his cheeks she said

And well I like his chin

And better I like his fair body

Than all your kith and kin



   And he's taken up his long long sword

   To strike a mortal blow

   And through and through the Lady's heart

   The cold steel it did go



As it fell out upon a day

As many in the year

Musgrave to the church did go

To see fair ladies there