Green and Yellow

“Where have you been all day, Henry my son,
Where have you been all day, my pretty one?”
‘In the woods, dear mother, in the woods, dear mother.
Oh mother, be quick, 'cause I want to be sick, and lay me down and die.’

‘What did you do in the woods today, Henry my son,
What did you do in the woods today, my saveloy?’
‘Ate, dear mother, ate, dear mother.
Oh mother, be quick, 'cause I want to be sick, and lay me down and die.’

‘What did you eat in the woods today, Henry my son,
What did you eat in the woods today, my currant bun?’
‘Eels, dear mother, eels, dear mother.
Oh mother, be quick, 'cause I want to be sick, and lay me down and die.’

‘What colour were them eels, Henry my boy,
What colour were them eels, my pride and joy?’
‘Green and yeller, green and yeller.
Oh mother, be quick, 'cause I want to be sick, and lay me down and die.’

‘Them weren't eels, them was snakes, Henry my son,
Them weren't eels, them was snakes, my pretty one.’
‘Ugh, dear mother, ugh, dear mother.
Oh mother, be quick, 'cause I want to be sick, and lay me down and die.’

‘What colour flowers d'you want on your grave, Henry my boy,
What colour flowers d'you want on your grave, my pride and joy?’
‘Green and yeller, green and yeller.
Oh mother, be quick, 'cause I want to be sick, and lay me down and die.’
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