My Husband's Got No Courage in Him

As I walked out one May morning
 To view the fields and the leaves a-springing
 I saw two maidens standing by
 And one of them her hands was wringing
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o
 All sort of vittles I did provide
 All sorts of meats that's fitting for him
 With oyster pie and rhubarb too
 But nothing will put courage in him
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o
 And do anything that is fitting for him
 But he cannot do the thing I want
 Because he has no courage in him
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o
 And everyone looks well upon him
 With his handsome features and well-shaped leg
 But still he's got no courage in him
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o
 I lie and throw my leg right o'er him
 And my hand I clap between his thighs
 But I can't put any courage in him
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o
 And every night I've lain beside him
 And this morning I rose with my maidenhead
 For still he's got no courage in him
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o
 And in th grave I'd quickly lay him
 And then I'd try another one
 That's got a little courage in him
 O dear o, o dear o
 My husband's got no courage in him
 O dear o