The Willow Tree

There was a youth, a cruel youth
Who lived beside the sea
Six little maidens he drowned there
By the lonely willow tree
As he walked o'er with Sally Brown
As he walked o'er with she
An evil thought came to him there
By the lonely willow tree

"Oh turn your back to the water's side
And face the willow tree
Six little maidens I've drowned here
You the seventh shall be
Take off, take off your golden crown
Take off your gown," cried he
"For though I'm going to murder you
I'd not spoil your fine degree"

"Oh turn around, you false young man
Oh turn around," cried she
"For 'tis not me that such a youth
A naked woman should you see"
He turned around, that false young man
And faced the willow tree
And seizing him in both her arms
She threw him in the sea

"Oh turn around, you false young man
Oh turn around," cried she
And seizing him in both her arms
She threw him in the sea

"Lie there, lie there, you false young man
Lie there, lie there," cried she
"Six little maidens you've drowned here
Now keep them company"
He sank beneath the icy waves
He sank into the sea
No living thing wept a tear for him
Save the lonely willow tree

"Lie there, lie there, you false young man
Lie there, lie there," cried she
No living thing wept a tear for him
Save the lonely willow tree