I Had A Little Sorrow

I had a little sorrow, born of a little sin
I found a room all damp with gloom
And I locked myself within
And little sorrow weep said I
And little sin pray God to die
While I upon the floor will lie
And think how bad I've been
Alas, for pious planning it mattered not a whit
For all the gloom within that room
The lamp might have been lit
My little sorrow wouldn't weep
My little sin would go to sleep
To save my soul I couldn't keep
My graceless mind on it
So up I got in anger
And I took a book I had
And then I put a ribbon in my hair
To please a passing lad
But one thing there's no getting by
I've been a wicked girl said I
But if I can't be sorry