Bad News
Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien, 11/16/00, along with Trad. 
Music: "Brave Wolfe" or anything else that scans

Bad news has come to town; bad news is carried.
Some say my love is dead; some say he's buried.
All night I lie awake, with bitter weeping;
They stole my love away while I was sleeping.

Oh, little did I know death was so near him.
Perhaps he sought his foe, for they could heal him.
Perhaps he sought his foe to spare me sorrow;
But if they'd let him go, I'd fear no morrow.

I hold beneath my heart his son or daughter.
None could keep us apart with hills or water.
But though I'll seek my love, my hope is hollow;
They'll hide him up above, where none can follow.

I had a cross of gold, long years I'd kept it.
I gave it to my love, he did accept it.
So I put on its twin; our bond's unsevered;
I'll search on for my love, though it's forever. 

Bad news has come to town; bad news is carried.
Some say my love is dead; some say he's buried.
All night I lie awake, with bitter weeping;
They stole my love away while I was sleeping.