All under the leaves and the leaves of life

I met with virgins seven

And one of them was Mary mild,

Our Lord's best mother in heaven.



``Oh what are you seeking, my seven pretty maids,

All under the leaves of life?''

``We are seeking for no leaves, Thomas,

But for a friend of thine.''



``Go down, go down into yonder town

And sit in the gallery

And there you'll see sweet Jesus Christ,

Nailed to a big yew tree.''



So down they went into yonder town

And sat in the gallery

And there they saw sweet Jesus Christ,

Nailed to a big yew tree.



Yes down they went into yonder town

As fast as foot could follow

And many a sad and a lonely tear

From them virgin's eyes did fall.