From World Library of Folk and Primitive Music - Volume I: England, CD reissue:

25. The Prickle Holly Bush
Sung by Walter Lucas and the people of Sixpenny Handley, Dorset.
Recorded in 1951 by Peter Kennedy for the BBC’s “Village Barn Dance” program.

Hold your hand, dear Judge,
O stay some little while,
For I think I see my mother a-coming
All over yonder stile.

Refrain:
O the prickle holly bush
That pricks my poor heart sore,
And if ever I get out of the prickle holly bush,
I'll never get in it any more.

Dear sister any gold,
Or silver to set me free,
For to keep my body from the cold clay ground,
And me neck from the gallows tree.

O I've no gold,
Or silver to setyou free,
For I am come for to see you hung,
Alone on the gallows tree.

Hold your hand, dear judge,
Just stay some little while,
For I think I see my lover a-coming,
All over yonder style.

Dear lover any gold,
Or silver to set me free,
For to keep my body from the cold clay ground,
And me neck from the gallows tree.

Yes I've brought gold,
And silver to set you free,
For to keep your body from the cold day ground,
And your neck from the gallows tree.

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