All under the leaves and the leaves of life I met with virgins seven And one of them was mary mild, Our lord's best mother in heaven.
''oh what are you seeking, my seven pretty maids, All under the leaves of life? '' ''we are seeking for no leaves, thomas, But for a friend of thine.''
''go down, go down into yonder town And sit in the gallery And there you'll see sweet jesus christ, Nailed to a big yew tree.''
So down they went into yonder town And sat in the gallery And there they saw sweet jesus christ, Nailed to a big yew tree.
Yes down they went into yonder town As fast as foot could follow And many a sad and a lonely tear From them virgin's eyes did fall.
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