The last verse that Richard Dyer-Bennett sings is:They brought Henry Martin to fair London Town
Hanged him up on the gallow
His body did twist in the cold winter wind, winter wind, winter wind
And his shadow fell black on the snow.I don't know who wrote this verse. It may be the verse that Sinsull refers to, which she thinks was written by Gordon Bok.
Just goes to show you that a folk song is never finished.
Dave Oesterreich