[Rosamund]
A fine young king on a stallion tall will to my window ride
His eyes will sing, and his heart will call for me to be his bride
Rosamund, Rosamund, he will say
Rosamund, Rosamund, Rosamund, come away
When a finer king on a finer horse will come that self same day
And he will bring his crown of course to tend my love away
Rosamund, Rosamud, he will say
Rosamund, Rosamund, Rosamund, come away