The Cruel Mother

1.

There was a lady lived in York,
It was all alone and alo-ne;
She fell in love with her father's clerk,
Down by the greenwood si-de.

2.

She leaned her back against an oak,
First it bent and then it broke,

3.

She leaned her back against a thorn,
And there those two pretty babes were born,

4.

She took her penknife out of her pocket,
And pierced those pretty babes to the heart,

5.

She washed her penknife in the brook,
The more she washed it the redder its look,

6.

She wiped her penknife on the clay,
And there she wiped the stains away,

7.

She dug a grave both long and deep,
She lay-ed those pretty babes in for to sleep,

8.

When she returned to her father's farm,
She spied those pretty babes arm in arm,

9.

When she returned to her father's hall,
She spied those pretty babes playing ball,

10.

" Pretty babes! pretty babes, if thou art mine, "
It was all alone and alo-ne;
" I'll dress you up in satin so fine, "
Al down by the greenwood si-de.
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