The Sad Song aka Lady Mary
performed by Joan Baez
Lyrics: Old traditional
Source: Mrs. May Kennedy McCord of Springfield, Missouri / Vance Randolph Collection
1. He came from his palace grand,
And he came to my cottage door.
His words, they were few, but his looks
They will linger forevermore.
With the look in his sad dark eyes
More tender than words could be;
But I was nothing to him,
Though he was the world to me.
2. And there in his garden strolls,
All dressed in satins and lace,
Lady Mary so strange and cold,
Who has in his heart no place.
For I would have been his bride
With a kiss for a lifetime fee,
But I was nothing to him,
Though he was the world to me.
3. And now in his palace grand
On a flower-strewn bier he lies,
With his beautiful lids tight closed
On his beautiful sad dark eyes.
And among the mourners who mourn,
Why should I a mourner be?
For I was nothing to him,
Though he was the world to me.
4. And how will it be with our souls
When we meet in that spirit land?
What the human heart ne'er knows
Will the spirit still understand?
Or in some celestial form
Will our sorrows repeated be?
Will I still be nothing to him,
Though he is the world to me.
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