Bill T. Jones

Two Year Winter

There was a knight of noble worth, Who also lived up in the North
The knight of courage stout and brave, A wife he did desire to have
He knocked at the manor gate, One eve when it was very late
The youngest daughter fair and bright, She went to bed with this young knight.
In the morn when it was day, These words to him well she did say
Now you've had your will said she, I pray sir knight will you marry me?
The brave young knight to her replied, Your suit it shall not be denied
If you answer questions three, This very day you will marry me.
Oh what is longer than the way? Or what is deeper than the sea?
What is louder than a horn? Or what is sharper than a thorn?
What is rounder than a ring? Or what is sweeter than the spring?
What is greener than the grass? Or what is worse than woman was?
Love is longer than the way, hell is deeper than the sea
Thunder's louder than a horn, And hunger's sharper than a thorn
The world is rounder than a ring, Our babe will be more sweet than spring
Poison's greener than the grass, And the devil is worse than woman was
When she these questions answered had, The knight became exceeding glad
And having wholly tried her wit, He much commended her for it
After as it's verified, He made of her his lovely bride
So now fair maidens all adieu, This song I dedicate to you.