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The Cruel Mother



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The Cruel Mother
Misc Traditional
THE CRUEL MOTHER (Child 20)
Capo 1

there was a lady who lived in york
she proved a child by her own fathers clock

she leaned her back against a thorn
and there she had her baby born

she pulled out her weeping knife
and she took that sweet babes life

she wiped the blade all on the grass
but the harder she wiped the blood ran fast

she washed her hands all in the stream
thinking to turn a maid again

as she was walking down her fathers hall
she saw three babies a playing at the ball

one dressed in silk the other in satin
the other as naked as ever was born

all little babies if you were mine
I'd dress you in silk and satin so fine

oh mother dear I once was dying
you neither dress me in clothes so fine

the coldest clay it was my bed
the green grass was my coverlet

all my fine babes what will become of me
you'll be seven long years a bud in a tree

seven long years the tongue of a bell
seven long years a porter in hell
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