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