Lyrics:

Good sir, I now present myself before you
With velvet robes and lilies in my hair
My ladies do their best with what they're given,
And I only pray that you will find me fair
I ask you leave a penny for the bargeman,
And one in penance for the hearts you break
And keep these words forever as reminder
Of what sends a dying lily to the lake.
Dear Lancelot, my sorrow clad in silver,
You see my thoughts return to you again
You came to me as others come a'courting,
But nothing is with you as other men
I ask you leave a penny for the sermon,
And another for the errors that you make
And keep these words forever as reminder
Of what sends a dying lily to the lake
With trembling hands I held your life inside you
But failed to earn your favour for my own
Your coppers were an empty consolation
For my needs are met by you, and you alone
I ask you leave a penny for the water,
And another for the liberties you take
And keep these words forever as reminder
Of what sends a dying lily to the lake
Please keep these words, my love, as a reminder...