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Child Ballads - Lyrics

Child 10
The Twa Sisters
Version C

Scott's Minstrelsy, 1802, II, 143. Compounded from B b and a fragment of fourteen stanzas transcribed from the recitation of an old woman by Miss Charlotte Brooke.

Narrative

1   There were two sisters sat in a bour;
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
There came a knight to be their wooer.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
2   He courted the eldest with glove and ring,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
But he loed the youngest aboon a' thing.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
3   He courted the eldest with broach and knife,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
But he loed the youngest aboon his life.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
4   The eldest she was vexed sair,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And sore envied her sister fair.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
5   The eldest said to the youngest ane,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
'Will ye go and see our father's ships come in?'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
6   She's taen her by the lilly hand,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And led her down to the river strand.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
7   The youngest stude upon a stane,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
The eldest came and pushed her in.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
8   She took her by the middle sma,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And dashed her bonnie back to the jaw.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
9   'O sister, sister, reach your hand,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And ye shall be heir of half my land.'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
10   'O sister, I'll not reach my hand,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And I'll be heir of all your land.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
11   'Shame fa the hand that I should take,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
It's twin'd me and my world's make.'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
12   'O sister, reach me but your glove,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And sweet William shall be your love.'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
13   'Sink on, nor hope for hand or glove,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And sweet William shall better be my love.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
14   'Your cherry cheeks and your yellow hair
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
Garrd me gang maiden evermair.'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
15   Sometimes she sunk, and sometimes she swam,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
Until she came to the miller's dam.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
16   'O father, father, draw your dam,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
There's either a mermaid or a milk-white swan.'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
17   The miller hasted and drew his dam,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And there he found a drowned woman.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
18   You could not see her yellow hair,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
For gowd and pearls that were sae rare.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
19   You could na see her middle sma,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
Her gowden girdle was sae bra.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
20   A famous harper passing by,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
The sweet pale face he chanced to spy.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
21   And when he looked that ladye on,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
He sighed and made a heavy moan.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
22   He made a harp of her breast-bone,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
Whose sounds would melt a heart of stone.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
23   The strings he framed of her yellow hair,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
Whose notes made sad the listening ear.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
24   He brought it to her father's hall,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And there was the court assembled all.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
25   He laid this harp upon a stone,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And straight it began to play alone.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
26   'O yonder sits my father, the king,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And yonder sits my mother, the queen.
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
27   'And yonder stands my brother Hugh,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
And by him my William, sweet and true.'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie
28   But the last tune that the harp playd then,
      Binnorie, O Binnorie
Was 'Woe to my sister, false Helen!'
      By the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie

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