The Jew's Garden

The rain runs down
Through maryland town
The rivers swell and swell
And all the lads in maryland throw pennies to the well

And their debts grow higher and higher
And their bets and their theories do grow
And they dared young huw to the jew’s garden
Where the scared nor the sceptics dare go
Then down came the jew’s daughter
All dressed in silk so fine
Cried she to huw old pretty to Hugh
What appointments have made your mind
She offered him ripe apples
Likewise a gay gold diamond ring
And a lily with colour as red as blood
She enticed this little boy in

She took him by the lily white hand
And she led him down the hall
And she took a penknife
To where he could not sound
And let his lifeblood fall
She wrapped him in to his winding sheet
Woven not of cloth but of lead
And she held him down the old time well
Saying to Hugh he must play with the dead

Oh help me help me
Cried little sick Hugh
And build me a coffin of birch
And tell my mother I’m falling to sleep
And bury me in yonder’s church
Sing down sing down
My little sir Hugh
Sing down sing down
And with you your words
To my kin you are in
Sing down down and with you your words
You are harmed as much as you’ve heard