Love Henry - Martin Simpson

As Lady Margaret was a-going to her bed

She heard the sound of a musical horn;

It made her feel both glad and sad

To think it was her brother John, John

Coming in from his wild hunt

Who should it be but her love, Henry

Returning from his king, king

Returning from his king?

«Lie down, lie down, my love Henry

And stay with me tonight

You shall have a cheer of a cheerful girl

The best I can give thee, thee

The best I can give thee.»

«I shan’t come down and I won’t come down

And stay all night with thee

There’s a girl by the city wall

I love far better than thee, thee

I love far better than thee.»

He’s leaned across his saddle trim

To give her a kiss so sweet;

And with a pen-knife in her right hand

She’s wounded him in full deep, deep

She’s wounded him in full deep