Peter Bellamy learned the ballad of Lovely Willy, who was murdered by her lover's father, from the singing of Paddy Tunney. He sang this ballad on June 22, 1971 live at the Folk Studio, Norwich. This performance was published on his LP with Louis Killen, Won't You Go My Way?.
Sandy Paton sang Lovely Willy in 2003 on the Folk-Legacy CD of traditional Irish-American songs from the Flanders Ballad Collection, Irish Songs from Old New England.
Peter Bellamy sings Lovely Willy
It happened one evening at the playing of ball
That first I met Willy both proper and tall.
He was straight, fair and handsome and neat in each limb
There's a heart in my bosom lies breaking for him.
“Oh, won't you come along with me a small piece of the road
To see my father's dwelling and place of abode?”
He knew by her look and her languishing eye
He was the young man she had cherished most high.
“There is a spot in my father's garden, lovely Willy,” said she,
“Where lords, dukes, and earls they do wait upon me.
But when they are sleeping in their long silent rest,
I'll go with you, lovely Willy, you're the boy I love best.”
But her father had been listening; all in ambush he lay
For to hear the fond words that these lovers did say.
And with a sharp rapier he pierced her love through
And the innocent blood of lovely Willy he drew.
So the grave was made ready, lovely Willy laid in;
And the mass it was chanted to clear his soul of sin.
“So now, honoured father, you may say as you will
But the innocent blood of my love you did spill.
So I will go off to some far country
Where I will know no one, and no one knows me.
And there I will wander till I close my eyes and rest
For you, lovely Willy, you're the boy I love best.”