There’s none but Christ that can me save,
At this my dying houre.
Heigh-ho, &c.
He call’d his dearest love to him,
When as his heart was sorry:
And speaking thus with manly heart,
Deare sweeting, pray for Georgie.
Heigh-ho, &c.
He gave to her a piece of gold,
And bade her give’t her bairns: