All under the leaves and the leaves of life
I met with virgins seven
And one of them was mary mild,
Our lord's best mother in heaven.

``oh what are you seeking, my seven pretty maids,
All under the leaves of life?''
``we are seeking for no leaves, thomas,
But for a friend of thine.''

``go down, go down into yonder town
And sit in the gallery
And there you'll see sweet jesus christ,
Nailed to a big yew tree.''

So down they went into yonder town
And sat in the gallery
And there they saw sweet jesus christ,
Nailed to a big yew tree.

Yes down they went into yonder town
As fast as foot could follow
And many a sad and a lonely tear
From them virgin's eyes did fall.