[Lyric] False Lamkin (Skorum)

I watch the Lord’s house
And out he will go
I am the false Lamkin
With a knife that they’ll know

I watch his sweet wife
And all of his kin
Those the doors are all bolted
Through windows I let in

Sweet nurse maid sweet nurse maid
How soundly you sleep
Can’t you hear the lord’s children
Trying to weep

The nurse maid comes soft
In the dead of the night
Where no fire a kindles
No candle a light

As she comes down
And thinking what next
I will catch her so quietly
Right in the neck
O spare my life O spare my life
And guineas I shall yield
You shall havе my girl Betsy
She’s the flowеr of the field

Fetch me your daughter
She will do me some good
She will hold the silver basin
To catch her own hearts blood

The lord returns late
And the house is so dark
False Lamkin awaits
No fire no spark

Here’s blood in the kitchen
Here’s blood in the hall
Here’s blood in the parlour
Where the lady did fall

Let me be hung
On the gallows so high
While my bones be burned
In the fire close by