Lady Nancy was buried in the church
Lord Lovell in the quire
And from Nancy sprang a bonny red rose
From Lord Lovell a briar
And they grew, and they grew
Till the height of the church
Till they met on either side
And at the top formed a true lovers knot
Showing one for the other had died

Lord Lovell stands at his stable door
Mounted on his white steed
When by came the Lady NancyBell
And wished Lord Lovell much speed
"O where are you going my Lord Lovell
My dearest tell unto me"
"I'm going a far journey some strange countries to see
O but I'll return in seven long years
Lady NancyBell to see"
"O seven, seven, seven long years
They're much too many for me"
He was gone about a year away, a year but barely one
When a strange fancy came into his head:
Lady NancyBell was gone

O it's then he rode and better he rode
Until he came to the town
And there he heard a dismal noise
Yes the churchbells all did sound
And he asked what were the bells ringing for
They said: "It's for NancyBell"
For she's died for a discourteous squire
And his name is Lord Lovell
And the lit of the coffin he opened up
And the linens he folded down
And it's o'er he kissed her pale, pale lips
And the tears came trickeling down
"O may I kiss these pale, pale lips
For they will never kiss me
I'll make a vow and I'll keep it true
That I'll never kiss any but thee"

Lady Nancy was buried in the church
Lord Lovell in the quire
And from Nancy sprang a bonny red rose
From Lord Lovell a briar
And they grew, and they grew
Till the height of the church
Till they met on either side
And at the top formed a true lovers knot
Showing one for the other had died