All under the leaves and the leaves of life
I met with virgins seven
And one of them was mary mild,
Our lords best mother in heaven.
``oh what are you seeking, my seven pretty maids,
All under the leaves of life?
``we are seeking for no leaves, thomas,
But for a friend of thine.
``go down, go down into yonder town
And sit in the gallery
And there youll see sweet jesus christ,
Nailed to a big yew tree.
So down they went into yonder town
And sat in the gallery
And there they saw sweet jesus christ,
Nailed to a big yew tree.
Yes down they went into yonder town
As fast as foot could follow
And many a sad and a lonely tear
From them virgins eyes did fall.
