Joy stayed with me a night
Young and free and fair
And in the morning light
He left me there

Then Sorrow came to stay
And lay upon my breast
He walked with me in the day
And knew me best

I'll never be a bride
Nor yet celibate
So I'm living now with Pride
A cold bedmate

He must not hear nor see
Nor could he forgive
That Sorrow still visits me
Each day I live