Lyrics:

(traditional)Alison Gross that lives in yon towerThe ugliest witch in the North CountryHas trysted me one day up to her bowerAnd many a fair speech she made to meShe stroked my head and she combed my hairShe set me down softly on her kneeSaying if you will be my lover so trueSo many good things I would give to youAway, away, you ugly witchGo far away and let me beI never will be your lover so trueAnd wish I were out of your communyChorus:Alison Gross she must beThe ugliest witch in the North CountryAlison Gross she must beThe ugliest witch in the North CountryShe showed me a mantle of red scarletWith golden flowers and fringes fineSaying if you will be my lover so trueThis goodly gift it shall be thineShe showed me a shirt of the softest silkWell wrought with pearls abound the bandSaying if you will be my lover so trueThis goodly gift you shall commandChorusShe showed me a cup of the good red goldWell set with jewels so fair to seeSaying if you will be my lover so trueThis goodly gift I will give to theeAway, away, you ugly witchGo far away and let me beI never would kiss your ugly mouthFor all of the gifts that you could giveChorusShe turned her right and round aboutAnd thrice she blew on a grass-green hornShe swore by the moon and the stars of aboveThat she'd make me rue the day I was bornThe out she has taken a silver wandShe's turned her three times round and roundShe muttered such words till my strength it did failAnd she's turned me into an ugly wormChorus