My Husband's Got No Courage In Him

As I walked out one May morning To view the fields and the leaves a-springing I saw two maidens standing by And one of them her hands was wringing O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o All sort of vittles I did provide All sorts of meats that's fitting for him With oyster pie and rhubarb too But nothing will put courage in him O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o And do anything that is fitting for him But he cannot do the thing I want Because he has no courage in him O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o And everyone looks well upon him With his handsome features and well-shaped leg But still he's got no courage in him O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o I lie and throw my leg right o'er him And my hand I clap between his thighs But I can't put any courage in him O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o And every night I've lain beside him And this morning I rose with my maidenhead For still he's got no courage in him O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o And in th grave I'd quickly lay him And then I'd try another one That's got a little courage in him O dear o, o dear o My husband's got no courage in him O dear o