17 False Lantin he heard
the words from the high,
Saying, Your mama is dead,
and away I will fly.
18 'O dada, dear dada,
do not blame me,
'Tis nurse and false Lantin
betrayed your ladie.'
19 'I'll bury my mama
against the wall,
And I'll bury my baba,
white all, white all.'
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a. The Ballad Book, by William Allingham, p. xxxiii, part of a version sung by a nurse in the family of a relative in Ireland. b. The same, p. 297, No 56, a compounded version.
1 As my lord and my lady
were out walking one day,
Says my lord to my lady,
Beware of Lamkin.
2 'O why should I fear him,
or any such man,
When my doors are well barrd,
and my windows well pinnd?'
* * * * *
3 'O keep your gold and silver,
it will do you some good;
It will buy you a coffin,
when you are dead.'
4 There's blood in the kitchen,
and blood in the hall,
And the young Mayor of England
lies dead by the wall.