Tim O'Brien - Fair Margaret And Sweet William Lyrics

Lady Margaret was standing in her own room door
Combing her long yellow hair
When who did she spy but Sweet William and his bride
As to the chuch yard they drew near

The day passed away and night coming on
And most of the men were alseep
Lady Margaret appeared all dressed in white
Standing at his bed feet

She said how do you like your bed
How do you like your sheet
How do you like your fair young bride
That’s lying in your arms alseep

He said very well do I like my bed
Much better do I like my sheet
But best of all that fair young girl
That’s standing at my bed feet

Then once he kissed her lilly white hand
Twice he kissed her cheek
Three times he kissed her cold corpsy lips
Then he fell into her arms asleep

Well the night passed away and the day comin on
And into the morning light
Sweet William said I’m troubled in my head
By the dream that I dreamed last night

Such dreams such dreams as these
I know they mean no good
For I dreamed that my bower was full of red swine
And my bride’s bed full of blood

He asked is Lady Margaret in her room
Or is she out in the hall
But Lady Margaret lay in a cold black coffin
With her face turned to the wall