Ed de Moel

Child Ballads - Lyrics

Child 155
Sir Hugh, or the Jew's Daughter
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1   You toss your ball so high,
You toss your ball so low,
You toss your ball into the Jew's garden,
Where the pretty flowers grow.
2   Out came one of the Jew's daughters,
Dressed all in green:
'Come hither, pretty little dear,
And fetch your ball again.'
3   She showed him a rosy-cheeked apple,
She showed him a gay gold ring,
She showed him a cherry as red as blood,
And that enticed him in.
4   She set him in a golden chair,
She gave him kisses sweet,
She threw him down a darksome well,
More than fifty feet deep.

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