Oxford City (Jealous Lover)



In Oxford City lived a lady

And she was beautiful and fair

Oh, she was courted by a sailor

And he did love her as his dear



He said, "My dear, let us get married

Let us now no longer stay

I'll work for you both late and early

If you my wedded bride will be"



The girl she loved him, but at a distance

She did not seem to be quite so fond

He said, "My dear, you seem to slight me

I'm sure you love some other man"

He saw her dancing with some other

A jealous thought came to his mind

And to destroy his own true love

He gave to her a glass of wine



So soon she drank it, so soon she felt it

"Oh hold me fast, my dear," said she

"Is it that glass of wine you gave me

Takes my innocent life away?"



"That glass of wine now which I gave you

That glass of wine did strong poison hide

For if you won't be my true lover

You'll never be no other man's bride

"That glass of wine which now I gave you

It's I have drinked of the same," he said

"So in each other's arms we'll die together

To warn young men of jealousy"



"Oh hark, oh hark, the cocks are crowing

The daylight now will soon appear

And into my cold grave I'm going

And it's you, Willie, who called me here"

@love @murder

printed in Penguin Book of English Folk Songs

By Williams and Lloyd

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