Lady Margaret, sitting in her high hall door
Combing her long yellow hair
She saw Sweet William and his new made Bride
Coming from the church so near

She throwed down her ivory comb
Throwed back her long yellow hair
"I will go and bid him farewell
Never no more go there"

It was all lately in the night
When they was fast asleep
Lady Margaret came in, dressed in white
Standing at their bed feet

"How do you like your pillow?" she said
"How do you like your sheet?
How do you like the fair young lady
Lying in your arms asleep?"

"It's well do I like my pillow
Well do I like my sheet
Better do I like the fair Lady Margaret
Standing at my bed feet"

It's once he's kissed her lily white hand
Twice he's kissed her cheek
Three times he's kissed her corpse cold lips
Fell in her arms asleep
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The night was gone and morning come on
And all men was awake
Sweet William arose with trouble on his mind
And the dream he dreamed last night

"Such dreams, such dreams as I dreamed last night
Such dreams can never be good
I dreamed my room was full of wild swine
My bride bed full of blood"

So he rode out to Lady Margaret's hall
And loudly pulled on the ring
There's none so quick as her own seventh brother
To rise and let him in

"Is Lady Margaret all in her room?
Or is she in the hall?"
"No Margaret's in her cold black coffin
With her pale face to the wall”