Let never a man a wooing wend
That lacketh thinges three
A store of gold, an oaken heart
And full of charity
And this was seen of King Henry
And he likewise alone
For he's taken him to a haunted house
Seven miles from the town

"Some meat, some meat
Yo King Henry some meat you give to me
Go kill your horse, you King Henry
And bring him here to me"
He's gone and slain his berry brown steed
Though it made his heart full sore
For she's eaten up, both skin and bone
Left nothing but hide and hair