When I Was a Young Girl - Barbara Dane

When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure

When I was a young girl I used to drink ale

Straight out out of the ale house then to jail house

Straight out out of the bar house down to my grave

Come mama come papa sit yee down by me

Sit yee down by me and pity my case

My poor head is aching sad heart is breaking

My body salivated and I’m bound to die

Go send for the preacher to come and pray on me

Go send for the doctor to bind up my wounds

My poor head is aching my sad heart is breaking

My body salve-aded and hell is my home

Get six fair young ladies to handle my coffin

Six fair young ladies to bare up my body

Each of them carrying a bunch of young lilies

To put on my coffin as I pass along

One morning one morning one morning in may

I spy a young lady all wrapped in white linen

Wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay