Long Lankin

Said the Lord unto his Lady as he rode over the moss
 "Beware of Long Lankin that lives amongst the gorse
 Beware the moss, beware the moor, beware of Long Lankin
 Be sure the doors are bolted well
 Lest Lankin should creep in"
 Said the Lord unto his Lady as he rode away
 "Beware of Long Lankin that lives amongst the hay
 Beware the moss, beware the moor, beware of Long Lankin
 Be sure the doors are bolted well
 Lest Lankin should creep in"
 "Where's the master of the house?", says Long Lankin
 "He's 'way to London", says the nurse to him
 "Where's the lady of the house?", says Long Lankin
 "She's up in her chamber", says the nurse to him
 "Where's the baby of the house?", says Long Lankin
 "He's asleep in the cradle", says the nurse to him
 "We will pinch him, we will prick him
 We will stab him with a pin
 And the nurse shall hold the basin
 For the blood all to run in"
 So they pinched him and they pricked him
 Then they stabbed him with a pin
 And the false nurse held the basin
 For the blood all to run in
 "Lady, come down the stairs," says Long Lankin
 "How can I see in the dark?", she says unto him
 "You have silver mantles", says Long Lankin
 "Lady, come down the stairs by the light of them"
 Down the stairs the lady came, thinking no harm
 Lankin, he stood ready to catch her in his arms
 There was blood all in the kitchen
 There was blood all in the hall
 There was blood all in the parlor
 Where my lady she did fall
 Now Long Lankin shall be hanged
 From the gallows, oh, so high
 And the false nurse shall be burned
 In the fire close by
 Said the Lord unto his Lady as he rode over the moss
 "Beware of Long Lankin that lives amongst the gorse
 Beware the moss, beware the moor, beware of Long Lankin
 Make sure the doors are bolted well
 Lest Lankin should creep in"