Trad+, Iain Farrington, The Sirens & Bob Chilcott the lily and the rose

The maidens came
when I was in my mother's bower.
The maidens came
when I was in my mother's bower.
I had all that I would.
The bailey bareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose,
the rose I lay.
The bailey bareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose,
the rose I lay.
The silver is white
red is the gold.
The silver is white
red is the gold.
The robes they lay in fold.
The bailey bareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose,
the rose I lay.
The bailey bareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose,
the rose I lay.
And through the glass window
shines the sun.
How should I love (how should I love)
How should I love (how should I love)
and I so young
so young.
The bailey bareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose,
the rose I lay.
The bailey bareth the bell away.
The lily, the rose,
the rose I lay.