One Morning in May

[Verse 1]
When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Out of the alehouse and into the jailhouse
Right out of the barroom and down to my grave

[Verse 2]
Come Papa, come Mama, and sit you down by me
Come sit you down by me and pity my case
My poor head is aching, my sad heart is breaking
My body's salve-aided, and I'm bound to die

[Verse 2]
Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
And send for the doctor to heal up my wounds
My poor head is aching, my sad heart is breaking
My body's salve-aided, and Hell is my doom

[Verse 3]
I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin
I want four young ladies to carry me on
And each of them carry a bunch of wild roses
To lay on my coffin as I pass along

[Verse 4]
One morning, one morning
One morning in May
I spied this young lady all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay