My father built me a shady bower
And he covered it over with shamrock flowers
The finest bower I ever did see
My aged father he built for me.
My father married me to a noble knight
My mother she owed me a dreadful spite
She sent nine robbers all in one night
To rob my bower and to slay my knight.
How could she’ve done me a bigger harm
To murder me babies all in me arms
Left nothing at all for to wrap them in
But the bloody sheets that my love died in.
All alone, all alone then I will wash them
Alone, all alone I will bury them
Cut off me hair and I’ll change me name
From Fair Eleanor to Sweet William.
I’ll saddle my horse and away I will ride
Till I come to where some king do reside
To one of his servants give a gay gold ring
To carry a message into the king.
It’s “Do you want any cook or groom
And do you want there a stable man
Do you want a manservant in your hall
To wait on nobles when they do call?”
“Well, we don’t want any cook or groom
And we don’t want there a stable man
But we want some manservants in our hall
To wait on nobles when they do call.”
Well, not long after it happened so
The young king and his nobles did a-hunting go
Left no one at home but a gay old man
To keep company with sweet William.
And when she thought she was all alone
She took out her fiddle and she played a fine tune
“Once my love was a rich and a noble knight
And me myself was a lady bright.”
Well, not long after the king come home
“What news, what news, my gay old man?”
“Good news, good news, oh m’lord,” said he
“Your serving man is a gay lady.”
“Go fetch me down then a pair of stays
That I might lace up her slender waist
Go fetch me down that gay gown of green
That I might dress her up just like me queen.”
“Oh no, oh no, my lord,” said she
“Pay me me wages and I will go free
For I never heard tell of a stranger thing
As a serving man to become a queen.”