The Tri-Coloured House Lankum

Were you ever down at the tri‐coloured house, where every rose grows merry and fine
It's there you will meet with a neat bonnie lass, will you tell her she'll be a true love of mine

Will you tell her to make me a fine new shirt, where every...
Without any seams nor needlework, and its then she will be...

Oh and tell her to wash it in yon spring well...
Where water never sprung nor never fell...

And tell her to hang it on yon whitethorn...
Where there ne'er grew a thorn since Adam was born...

Will you tell her to iron it all with a millstone...
And when she has it done for to send it right home...

Where you ever down at the tricoloured house...
It's there you will meet with a neat bonny lad, will you tell him hell be a true love of mine

Will you tell him to farm an acre of land...
Between the salt water and the sea sand...

Oh and tell him to plough it all with a deer's horn...
And tell him to sew it with one grain of corn...

Will you tell him to thrash it again you castle wall...
And to let neither chaff nor corn fall...