https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqYouqXrU4M

It is on the bridge of Lyon that the fair lady walks
She walks there so much, she does her hair, she makes herself beautiful
She combs her long hair there, with the tail of a swallow

The first to pass by was a handsome knight from England
“Where are you going, fair lady, do you not wish to marry?”
“I am going to Holland, to meet the king of war
For he holds as prisoners both my husband and my brother

For my brother I say nothing, he was not worth much
But my husband I want, he holds me as his darling
If the king does not give him back, I will wage war against the king
His walls may be of silver, no one can bring them down
Whether they be of gold or silver, I will surely bring them down!”

It is on the bridge of Lyon that the fair lady walks
She walks there so much, she does her hair, she makes herself beautiful