It's a cattle and a mantel,
so richly I have won,
And they shall never become the wife that ever has done you wrong.
So Guinevere took the mantel,
its tassel and its thread,
And what was white and shining bright so quickly turned to red.
One time I was a miss,
love,
before I married thee,
For I have kissed a craddock's mouth all under a greenwood tree,
But I'd rather be in the greenwood with my back against a bough,
Than standing in King Arthur's Court as red as you see me now.
It's the cattle and the mantel,
the tassel and the thread,
The knight shall wear the gold and horse the lady wear the red.
Yes,
the cattle and the mantel,
the tassel and the thread,
The knight shall wear the gold and horse the lady wear the red.
I called for this lady,
but quick she turned it blue,
And straightway with her cheeks a red and two a chamber flew.
The next wife turned it yellow,
another turned it green,
And the next was to an earthen ewe that did not her be seen.
It's the cattle and the mantel,
the tassel and the thread,
The knight shall wear the gold and horse the lady wear the red.
Yes,
the cattle and the mantel,
the tassel and the thread,
The knight shall wear the gold and horse the lady wear the red.
Here's a golden horn lads and here's a brimming cup
The women's chiefs are warm,
love,
the cookhold shall not sup
Some spilled on their shoulder and some upon their thigh
And he that could not hit his mouth did spill it in his eye
So Gwynevere took the mantle and turned it into gold
Which everyone in Arthur's court did ruefully behold
It's the kerbal and the mantle,
the tassel and the thread
The knight shall wear the golden horn,
the lady wear the red
It's the kerbal and the mantle,
the tassel and the thread
The knight shall wear the golden horn,
the lady wear the red
It's the kerbal and the mantle,
the tassel and the thread The knight shall wear the golden horn,
the lady wear the red
It's the kerbal and the mantle,
the tassel and the thread The knight shall wear the golden horn,
the lady wear the red