Lord Gregory

I am a kings daughter, straight from Cappoquin

In search of Lord Gregory pray God I'll find him

The rain rings on my yellow hair the dew wets my skin

The babe is cold in my arms love Lord Gregory, let me in,

Lord Gregory is not here, he henceforth can't be seen

For he's gone to bonny Scotland to bring home his new queen

So leave now these windows, and likewise this hall

For it's deep in the sea you will find your downfall

Do you remember Lord Gregory, as we sat at the wine

We exchanged rings and oh the best was mine

Yours was the purest gold, and mine but false tin

Yours cost a guinea love but mine was false within

And do you remember, Lord Gregory, that night in Cappoquin

You stole away my maidenhead and sore against my will

So I'll leave now these windows and likewise this hall

For it's deep in the sea I will find my downfall