I find m’lady sleeping deep
With touch she will not stir,
She breathes a peaceful melody
With a fair face as her.

I try, and try, and try again
My lady to awake,
But when she will not awaken
I then begin to quake.

I ask her, “Why have you left me?
What ever shall I do?”
I cannot live another day
Without my Little Boo.

As panic quickly overcomes
My vision seems to fail,
I feel a chill encompass me
My visage becomes pale.

I take a look around the room
I find a metal stake.
And with a jab as quick as light
My life, I soon will take

I found m’lady sleeping deep
With touch she will not stir
And by her cold body, I lay
With the same fate as her.