Lyrics
A noble man's fair daughter was walking down yon lane
When up comes Captain Dickson, the keeper of the game
Says he unto his serving man, "If it was not for the law
I'd have that maid within my bed and she'd lie next to the wall"
"Go away, young man," says she, "And do not be perplexed
Before I lie one night with you, ye'll answer questions, six
Six questions you will answer and I will make them all
Before you and I and the one that lie and I lie next to the wall"
What is rounder than a ring? What's higher than a tree?
What is worse than womankind? What's deeper than the sea?
What tree blooms first? What bird sings
Best? From where do dewdrops fall?
Then it's you and I and the one that lie and I lie next to the wall
A globe is rounder than a ring, sky higher than a tree
A girl is worse than womankind, hell deeper than the sea
The yew blooms first, the thrush sings
Best, from heaven the dewdrops fall
So it's you and I and the one that lie and you lie next to the wall
You must get for me some winter fruit that in December grew
Find for me a mantle, a weft it never went through
A sparrow's horn, a priest on shore, a bird without a gall
Then it's you and I and the one that lie and I lie next to the wall
My father has some winter fruit that in December grew
My mother wears a mantle, a weft it never went through
A sparrow's horn's not hard to find, there's one in every claw
Melchizedek is a priest on shore and he rode her to the wall