The Willow Tree

There was a youth, a cruel youth
Who lived beside the sea
Six little maidens he drowned there
By the lonely willow tree

As he walked o'er with Sally Brown
As he walked o'er with she
And evil thought came to him there
By the lonely willow tree

O turn you back to the water's side
And face the willow tree
Six little maidens I've drowned here
And you the seventh shall be

Take off, take off, your golden crown
Take off your gown, cried he
For though I am going to murder you
I would not spoil your finery

Oh, turn around, you false young man
Oh turn around, cried she
For 'tis not meet that such a youth
A naked woman should you see

He turned around, that false young man
And faced the the willow tree
And seizing him in both her arms
She threw him in the sea

Oh, turn around, you false young man
Oh turn around, cried she
And seizing him in both her arms
She threw him in the sea

Lie there, lie there, you false young man
Lie there, lie there, cried she
Six little maidens you've drowned here
Now keep them company!

He sank beneath the icy waves
He sank down into the sea
No living thing wept a tear for him
Save the lonely willow tree

Lie there, lie there, you false young man
Lie there, lie there, cried she
No living thing wept a tear for him
Save the lonely willow tree