All under the leaves and the leaves of life
I met with virgins seven
And one of them was Mary mild,
Our Lord's 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 you'll 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 virgin's eyes did fall.
