The maidens came when I was in my mother's bower,
The maidens came when I was in my mother's bower;
I had all that I would.
The bailey beareth the bell away,
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay,
The bailey beareth the bell away,
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.
The silver is white, red is the gold,
The silver is white, red is the gold,
The robes they lay in fold.
The bailey beareth the bell away,
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay,
The bailey beareth the bell away,
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.
And through the glass window shines the sun.
How should I love, and I so young.
So young?
The bailey beareth the bell away,
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay.
The bailey beareth the bell away,
The lily, the rose, the rose,
The rose, I lay

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