Текст песни Lady Mary - Joan Baez

"He came from his palace grand
He came to my cottage door
His words were few but his looks
Will linger forevermore
The look in his sad, dark eyes
More tender than words could be
But I was nothing to him
And he was the world to me"

There, in her garden she stands
All dressed in fine satin and lace
Lady Mary, so cold and so strange
Who finds in his heart no place
"He knew I would be his bride
With a kiss for a lifetime fee
But I was nothing to him
And he was the world to me"

"And now, in his palace grand
On a flower strewn bed he lies
His beautiful lids are closed
On his sad, dark, beautiful eyes
And among the mourners who mourn
Why should I a mourner be?
For I was nothing to him
And he was the world to me"