Cold and Haily Night |
collected by Sabine Baring-Gould, from a John Woodrich
My cap is frozen to my Head My feet my fingers chill and dead My heart is like a lump of lead With standing at your window pane. Chorus: Oh let me in fair maiden bright It is a cold and haily night And I won't, And I won't go back again.
2. Your Dad and Mam are fast asleep |
3. And then she rose and let him in She kissed his frozen lips and chin And so this lad her heart did win By standing at her window pane. Chorus: Now all is joy and warmth and light Outside a cold and haily night And I won't, And I won't go back again. |