Sweet William's Ghost lyrics

There came a ghost to Margaret's doorWith many a greivous groanAnd aye he's tirled long at the pinBut answer she gave noneIs it my father phillip? Or yet my brother John?Or yet my own dear williamFrom Scotland now come home?Thy faith, I troth, you'll never getAnd me you'll never winTil you take me to yon churchyard And wed me with the ring.Oh I do dwell in a churchyardBut far beyond the seaAnd it is but my Ghost, MargaretThat speaks now unto theeSo she's put on her robes of greenWith a piece below the kneeAnd o'er the live-lang winter's nightThe sweet ghost followed sheIs there room at your head, willieOr room here at your feet?Or room here at your side, willie,wherein that I may sleep?There's no room at my head, MargaretThere's no room at my feetThere's no room at my side MargaretMy coffin is so neat.Then up and spoke the red robinAnd up spoke the grey'tis time, 'tis time, my dear MargaretThat I was gone awayNo more the ghost to Margaret cameWith many a greivous groanHe
's vanished out into the mistAnd left her there aloneOh stay, my only true love, stayMy heart you do dividePale grew her cheeks, she closed her eyesStretched out her limbs and cried(Thanks to Mudkumpf for these lyrics)