Now all you young fellows take heed what I tell.
A-down in the wood a Green Lady do dwell.
And a bush lad drew nigh with a roving eye
And she called to him, “Draw near! Come here!”
But his sweetheart she ran and caught hold of her man
And she took him away and to him she did say
“You shan’t die. You shan’t die at the end of the year.”
All under the tree
There sits a Green Lady.
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