Prince Heathen - Martin Carthy

Prince Heathen - Martin Carthy
Lady stand in the garden fair sewing a silken seam
And by there come this prince then and he vowed
Her love he'd gain
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
She turned her around and aloud did cry begone
I love not you
And then he vowed him prince then that she would
Weep full sore
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
So he's laid her all on the ground between himself
And the wall
And there he's stripped of her will
And maiden head and all
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
Oh I slew your father in his bed and your
Mother by his side
And seven brothers one by one I drowned them in the tide
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
Oh I'll lay you in a vault of stone with
Thirty locks upon
And meat nor drink you will never get till your
Baby it is born
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
So he's laid her in a vault of stone with
Thirty locks upon
And he's taken the key in his right hand to
The mountain he has gone
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
Prince heathen he from the mountains came with his merry
Men all in a line
And he sought out this pretty young girl maid down in
Her vault of stone
And how d'you do and do you weep lady tell me true
I'm never weeping heathen dog but dying here for you
Oh meat nor drink you'll never get nor out of prison come
Oh meat nor drink you will never get till your
Baby it is born
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Ah never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
Her time came on and further on in labour there she lay
She laay laboured up she laboured down
But lighter she could not be
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Ah never yet you heathen dog and never yet for you
So he's laid her all on the green and his
Merry men stood around
And how they laughed and how they mocked as she
Brought forth a son
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Ah never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you
A drink a drink the young girl cries all from
Prince heathen's hand
Oh never a drop prince heathen cries till ye give
Up your son
O lady will you weep for me
Lend to me a silken shawl or a blanket or a sheet
That I may wrap this little baby that lies in
Me arms asleep
O lady will you weep for me
Oh I'll lend you an old horse blanket to wrap
Him head and feet
And there she took it in her hand so bitter
She did weep
O lady do you weep for me lady tell me true
Oh never yet you heathen dog and never now for you
Could you not give any better thing than a horse
Blanket or a sheet
To wrap and swaddle your own young son that lies
In my arms asleep
He's borne her up so very soft borne her up so slow
He's laid her down in a soft green bed so
Dearly he loved her now
O lady will you weep for me lady tell me true
Ah never yet you heathen dog I never shall for you