Steeleye Span - Little Sir Hugh lyrics

Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep Four and twenty bonny, bonny boys playing at the ball Along came little Sir Hugh, he played with them all He kicked the ball very high, he kicked the ball so low, He kicked it over a castle wall where no one dared to go Out came a lady gay, she was dressed in green "Come in, come in, little Sir Hugh, fetch your ball again." "I won't come in, I can't come in without my playmates all For if I should, I know you would cause my blood to fall." Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep She took him by the milk white hand, led him to the hall Till they came to a stone chamber where no one could hear him call She sat him on a golden chair, she gave him sugar sweet She laid him on a dressing board and stabbed him like a sheep Out came the thick, thick blood, out came the thin Out came the bonny heart's blood till there was none within She took him by the yellow hair and also by the feet She threw him in the old draw well, fifty fathoms deep Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep Mother, mother, make my bed Make for me a winding sheet Wrap me up in a cloak of gold To see if I can sleep