An old song with a haunting pro-life message:

There was a fair maiden lived in the north
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
She fell in love with her father’s clerk
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

He courted her for a year and a day
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
Till her the young man did betray
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

She leaned her back against the thorn
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
And there two bonny boys she’s born
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

She’s taken out her little knife
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
And she’s rubbed them of their life
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

There she walked by her father’s wall
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
She saw her two bonny boys playing ball
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Oh bonny boys if you were mine
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
I’d dress you up in silk so fine
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Oh mother dear when we were thine
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
You did not treat us then so fine
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Now bonny boys come tell to me
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
What sort of life I’ll have after dying
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Seven years of visions of blood
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
And seven years of hurt in the womb
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Seven years down in the mourning bell
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
And seven years in the flames of Hell
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Welcome, welcome visions of blood
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
And welcome, welcome hurt in the womb
Down by the Greenwood side – oh

Wecome down to the mourning bell
Oh the rose and the linsey – oh
But God save me from the flames of Hell
Down by the Greenwood side – oh
Down by the Greenwood side