Lady Howard’s Coach

For an unhappy Halloween hit play button below …

My ladye hath a sable coach,

And horses two and four;

My ladye hath a black blood-hound

That runneth on before.

My ladye’s coach hath nodding plumes,

The driver hath no head;

My ladye is an ashen white,

As one that long is dead.

“Now pray step in,” my ladye saith,

“Now pray step in and ride.”

I thank thee, I had rather walk

Than gather by thy side.

The wheels go round without a sound

Or tramp or turn of wheels;

As cloud at night, in pale moonlight,

Along the carriage steals.

I’d rather walk a hundred miles

And run by night and day

Than have the carriage halt for me

And hear the ladye say:

“Now pray step in, and make no din,

Step in with me and ride;

There’s room I trow, by me for you,

And all the world beside.”

Lyrics collected by the Reverend Sabine Baring-Gould, Songs of the West 1891.

Song recorded by Bill Johnson and myself many moons ago.