My Husband's Got No Courage in Him
As I walked out one May morning
To view the fields and the leaves a-springing
I saw two maidens standing by
And one of them her hands was wringing
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
All sort of vittles I did provide
All sorts of meats that's fitting for him
With oyster pie and rhubarb too
But nothing will put courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And do anything that is fitting for him
But he cannot do the thing I want
Because he has no courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And everyone looks well upon him
With his handsome features and well-shaped leg
But still he's got no courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
I lie and throw my leg right o'er him
And my hand I clap between his thighs
But I can't put any courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And every night I've lain beside him
And this morning I rose with my maidenhead
For still he's got no courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And in th grave I'd quickly lay him
And then I'd try another one
That's got a little courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
To view the fields and the leaves a-springing
I saw two maidens standing by
And one of them her hands was wringing
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
All sort of vittles I did provide
All sorts of meats that's fitting for him
With oyster pie and rhubarb too
But nothing will put courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And do anything that is fitting for him
But he cannot do the thing I want
Because he has no courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And everyone looks well upon him
With his handsome features and well-shaped leg
But still he's got no courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
I lie and throw my leg right o'er him
And my hand I clap between his thighs
But I can't put any courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And every night I've lain beside him
And this morning I rose with my maidenhead
For still he's got no courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
And in th grave I'd quickly lay him
And then I'd try another one
That's got a little courage in him
O dear o, o dear o
My husband's got no courage in him
O dear o
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Writer(s): Maddy Prior, June Tabor
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