Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # The Falcon Carol Burden Lully, lulley, lully, lulley, The falcon hath borne my make away. 1. He bare him up, he bare him down, He bare him into an orchard brown. Burden 2. In that orchard there was a hall That was all hung with purple and pall. Burden 3. And in that hall there was a bed, 'Twas hung around with gold so red. Burden 4. And in that bed there lieth a knight, His wound do bleed by day and night. Burden 5. By that bedside kneeleth a may, She weepeth sore both night and day. Burden 6. And by that bedside there standeth a stone, With Corpus Christi written thereon. Burden Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #