"Get down, get down, Love Henry.", she cried "And stay all night with me I have gold chains, and the finest I have I'll apply them all to thee."
"I can't get down and I won't get down And stay all night with you There's a pretty little girl in Cornersville I love far better than you."
She laid his head on a pillow of down And kisses, gave him three With a penny knife, she held in her hand She murdered mortal he
"Get well, get well, Love Henry.", she cried "Get well, get well.", said she "Oh, don't you see my own heart's blood Come flowing down so free."
She took him by his long yellow hair And also at the knee She plunged him into well water, where It runs both cold and deep
"Lie there, lie there, Love Henry.", she cried "Till the flesh rots off your bones Some pretty little girl in Cornersville Will mourn for your return."
"Hush up, hush up, my parrot.", she cried "Don't tell any tales on me These costly beads around my neck I'll apply them all to thee."
"I won't fly down and I can't fly down And light on your right knee A girl who'd murdered her own true love Would kill a little bird like me."
"Fly down, fly down, my parrot.", she cried "And light on my right knee The doors to your cage shall be decked with gold And hung on a willow tree."
"I won't fly down and I can't fly down And light on your right knee A girl who'd murdered her own true love Would kill a little bird like me."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
