[Verse 1]
  
Janet sits in 

her lonely roo

m
  
Sewing a silke

n seam
    
And looking ou

t on Carterhau

gh
           
Among the rose

   
s green


[Verse 2]
    
And Janet sits

 in her lonely

 bower
  
Sewing a silke

n thread
    
And longed to 

be in Carterha

ugh
           
Among the rose

    
s red


[Verse 3]
      
She’s let the 

seam fall at h

er heel
    
The needle to 

her toe
    
And she has go

ne to Carterha

ugh
           
As fast as she

     
 can go


[Verse 4]
    
She hadn’t pul

led a rose, a 

rose
  
A rose, but on

ly one
     
When then appe

ared him, youn

g Tamlin
            
Says, “Lady, l

    
et alone”


[Verse 5]
      
“What makes yo

u pull the ros

e, the rose?
     
What makes you

 break the tre

e?
     
What makes you

 come to Carte

rhaugh
           
Without the le

       
ave of me?”


[Verse 6]
     
“But Carterhau

gh is not your

 own

Roses there ar

e many
     
I’ll come and 

go all as I pl

ease
           
And not ask le

        
ave of any”


[Verse 7]
       
And he has too

k her by the h

and

Took her by th

e sleeve
       
And he has lai

d this lady do

wn
           
Among the rose

   
s green


[Verse 8]
       
And he has too

k her by the a

rm

Took her by th

e hem
    
And he has lai

d this lady do

wn
           
Among the rose

  
s red


[Verse 9]
        
There’s four a

nd twenty ladi

es fair
  
Sewing at the 

silk
    
And Janet goes

 among them al

l
           
Her face as pa

        
le as milk


[Verse 10]
    
And four and t

wenty gentleme

n
  
Playing at the

 chess
    
And Janet goes

 among them al

l
           
As green as an

    
y glass


[Verse 11]
     
Then up and sp

oke her father
     
He’s spoken me

ek and mild
      
“Oh, alas, my 

daughter
           
I fear you go 

       
with child”


[Verse 12]
     
“And is it to 

a man of might
   
Or to a man of

 means
   
Or who among m

y gentlemen
             
Shall give the

         
 babe his name

?”


[Verse 13]
      
“Oh, father, i

f I go with ch

ild
     
This much to y

ou I’ll tell
        
There’s none a

mong your gent

lemen
             
That I would t

       
reat so well”


[Verse 14]
       
“And, father, 

if I go with c

hild

I must bear th

e blame
         
There’s none a

mong your gent

lemen
             
Shall give the

        
 babe his name

”


[Verse 15]

She’s let the 

seam fall at h

er heel
     
The needle to 

her toe
    
And she has go

ne to Carterha

ugh
           
As fast as she

     
 can go


[Verse 16]
    
And she is dow

n among the we

eds
 
Down among the

 thorn
     
When then appe

ared Tamlin ag

ain
            
Says, “Lady, p

      
ull no more”


[Verse 17]
      
“What makes yo

u pull the poi

son rose?
     
What makes you

 break the tre

e?
      
What makes you

 harm the litt

le babe
           
That I have go

       
t with thee?”


[Verse 18]
    
“Oh I will pul

l the rose, Ta

mlin

I will break t

he tree
    
But I’ll not b

ear the little

 babe
             
That you have 

       
got with me”


[Verse 19]
    
“If he were to

 a gentleman
    
And not a wild

 shade
    
I’d rock him a

ll the winter’

s night
            
And all the su

      
mmer’s day”


[Verse 20]
       
“Then take me 

back into your

 arms
   
If you my love

 would win
    
And hold me ti

ght and fear m

e not
           
I’ll be a gent

 
leman


[Verse 21]
     
“But first I’l

l change all i

n your arms
  
Into a wild wo

lf
    
But hold me ti

ght and fear m

e not
             
I am your own 

     
true love”


[Verse 22]
     
“And then I’ll

 change all in

 your arms
  
Into a wild be

ar
    
But hold me ti

ght and fear m

e not
           
I am your husb

    
and dear”


[Verse 23]
     
“And then I’ll

 change all in

 your arms
  
Into a lion bo

ld
    
But hold me ti

ght and fear m

e not
            
And you will l

        
ove your child

”


[Verse 24]
   
At first he ch

anged all in h

er arms
  
Into a wild wo

lf
    
She held him t

ight and feare

d him not
           
He was her own

       
 true love


[Verse 25]
    
And then he ch

anged all in h

er arms
  
Into a wild be

ar
    
She held him t

ight and feare

d him not
           
He was her hus

      
band dear


[Verse 26]
    
And then he ch

anged all in h

er arms
  
Into a lion bo

ld
    
She held him t

ight and feare

d him not
             
The father of 

    
her child


[Verse 27]
    
And then he ch

anged all in h

er arms
  
Into a naked m

an
        
She’s wrapped 

him in her coa

t so warm
             
And she has br

         
ought him home