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6 Before I lie in your bed, Either at stock or wa'.

What is greener than the grass? What is higher than the trees? And what is worse than woman's voice? What's deeper than the seas? A sparrow's horn, a priest unborn, This night to join us twa Before I lie in your bed, Either at stock or wa'.

Death is greener than the grass; Skies higher than the trees, The devil's worse than woman's voice, Hell's deeper than the seas; A sparrow's horn you may well get, There's one on every pa, And two upon the gab of it, And you shall have them a'.

The priest he's standing at the gate, Just ready to come in, No man can say that he was born No man without a sin: A hole cut in his mother's side, He from the same did fa'; So we shall lie in ae bed, And thou's lie next the wa'.

O little did this lady think, That morning when she rose,