The Mistletoe Bough

[Verse 1]

I am young and bright

I feel the pride

I see through him

And rather goodly come from him

For the Mr Coburn

For the Mr Coburn

[Verse 2]

They sought her that night

And they sought her next day

They sought her in vain

When her years passed away

In the highest the lowest

The loneliest of young lovers

But one day they found her not

And years flew by

And their dreams were tossed

Was told as a sorrowful tale

[Chorus]

On top when love and love did

The children cried

See the old man weep

For his very pride

For the Mr Coburn

For the Mr Coburn

[Verse 3]

A dreadful and old death

Of a strong plague it is

What found him that afternoon

They raised the knees

A dreadful and only mournful death

In the pride and fear of the grave he fell

[Bridge]

Oh come oh the plague

It holds his head

He is strong as rock

In the arms of death

He is strong as rock

In the arms of death

He is strong as rock

In the arms of death

arms of death

For the Mr Coburn

For the Mr Coburn