Ak Wilson
Evocative of an old English folk song, same melody, "Blow the Candles Out." "When I was apprenticed in London I went to see my dear, the candles all were burning, the moon shone bright and clear, I knocked upon her window to ease her of her pain, she rose and let me in, then she barred the doors again. Said I like your well behavior, of you I have no doubt, come roll me in your arms love and blow the candles out." More verses, not enough space to post. Google the ballad and get the rest....