Baldwin of Erebor — The Wilted Rose, or the Song of the Old Used Queen lyrics

Lyrics

Once I was a lady of the blood royale
A ruler of this land
But now I spend my days as an Old Used Queen
And I find it’s not so grand.
With a hey-ho, derry derry down I sing
Never any fun for an Old Used Queen.
My lord spends his time out on the field
And dreams of strawberry leaves
I spend my days in a castle room
Embroidering on his sleeves.
With a hey-ho, derry derry down I sing
Knit one, purl two, Old Used Queen.
The other ladies sit and talk
Of baron, duke and king
But when I draw near they rise and bow
And don’t tell me a thing.
With a hey-ho, derry derry down I sing
Never any news for an Old Used Queen.
The common folk can flounce and flirt
And frolic in the grass
I’m the model of decorum (it's dull as hell!)
No one will make a pass.
With a hey-ho, derry derry down I sing
Never any love for an Old Used Queen.
But one day soon there’ll be a change
I’m learning how to fight
And my lord will learn when I become
A duchess in my own damned right!
With a hey-ho, derry derry down he’ll sing
Never any fun for an Old Used King!