There was a lady in New York All along little Oma She fell in love with her father's clerk All down by the greenwood sidey As she was going over the bridge All along little Oma She found herself a -growing big All down by the greenwood sidey She leaned her back against an oak All along little Oma First it bent and then it broke All down by the greenwood sidey She leaned herself against a thorn All along little Oma There she had two little babes born All down by the greenwood sidey She carried a pen-knife both keen and sharp All along little Oma She peirced those little babes to the heart All down by the greenwood sidey She buried them under a bunch of rue All along little Oma She prayed to the lord they'd never come to All down by the greenwood sidey As she was walking cross the porch All along little Oma She saw two little babes at play All down by the greenwood sidey Oh babes oh babes if you were mine All along little Oma I'd dress you up in silks so fine All down by the greenwood sidey Mother oh mother when we were thine All along little Oma You neither dressed us coarse nor fine All down by the greenwood sidey Mother oh mother for our sakes All along little Oma You'll always carry the key to Hell's gate All down by the greenwood sidey