Willie O Winsbury - Anne Briggs

[00:03.06]The king had been a prisoner
[00:10.03]And a prisoner long in Spain
[00:16.03]And Willie of the Winsbury
[00:21.43]Has lain long with his daughter at hame
[00:27.39]What ails ye what ails ye my daughter Janet
[00:34.2]Why you look so pale and wan
[00:41.9]Oh have you had any sore sickness
[00:45.93]Or yet been sleeping with a man
[00:52.12]I have not had any sore sickness
[00:58.3]Nor yet been sleeping wi' a man
[01:04.56]It is for you my father dear
[01:10.41]For biding so long in Spain
[01:16.09]Cast off cast off your berry-brown gown
[01:22.88]You stand naked upon the stane
[01:29.05]That I may ken ye by your shape
[01:35.14]Whether you be a maiden or none
[01:40.55]And she's cast off her berry-brown gown
[01:47.15]She stood naked upon the stone
[01:53.740005]Her apron was low and her haunches were round
[01:59.34]Her face was pale and wan
[02:04.99]Oh was it with a lord or a duke or a knight
[02:11.47]Or a man of birth and fame
[02:18.04001]Or was it with one of me serving men
[02:23.89]That's lately come out of Spain
[02:29.17]No it wasn't with a lord nor a duke nor a knight
[02:37.8]Or a man of birth and fame
[02:42.48]But it was with Willie of Winsbury
[02:48.09]I could bide no longer alone
[02:53.99]And the king he has called on his merry men all
[03:00.78]By thirty and by three
[03:06.81]Says Fetch me this Willie of Winsbury
[03:13.91]For hanged he shall be
[03:18.20999]But when he came the king before
[03:26.44]He was clad all in the red silk
[03:31.18]His hair was like the strands of gold
[03:36.81]His skin was as white as the milk
[03:42.73]And it is no wonder said the king
[03:49.5]That my daughter's love you did win
[03:55.87]If I was a woman as I am a man
[04:02.35]My bedfellow you would have been
[04:07.29]And will you marry my daughter Janet
[04:14.07]By the truth of your right hand
[04:20.23]Oh will you marry my daughter Janet
[04:26.09]I'll make you the lord of my land
[04:31.8]Yes I will marry your daughter Janet
[04:38.59]By the truth of my right hand
[04:44.71]Yes I will marry your daughter Janet
[04:50.62]But I'll not be the lord of your land
[04:56.41]And he's mounted her on a milk-white steed
[05:03.16]And himself on a dapple grey
[05:07.83]He has made her the lady of as much land
[05:14.79]As she'll ride in a long summer's day