| 1 |
There was three ladys in a ha,
Fine flowers i the valley
There came three lords amang them a',
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 2 |
The first of them was clad in red:
Fine flowers i the valley
'O lady fair, will you be my bride?'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 3 |
The second of them was clad in green:
Fine flowers i the valley
'O lady fair, will you be my queen?'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 4 |
The third of them was clad in yellow:
Fine flowers i the valley
'O lady fair, will you be my marrow?'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 5 |
'You must ask my father dear,
Fine flowers i the valley
Likewise the mother that did me bear.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 6 |
'You must ask my sister Ann,
Fine flowers i the valley
And not forget my brother John.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 7 |
'I have askt thy father dear,
Fine flowers i the valley
Likewise thy mother that did thee bear.
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 8 |
'I have askt thy sister Ann,
Fine flowers i the valley
But I forgot thy brother John.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 9 |
Her father led her through the ha,
Fine flowers i the valley
Her mother dancd before them a'.
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 10 |
Her sister Ann led her through the closs,
Fine flowers i the valley
Her brother John put her on her horse.
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 11 |
'You are high and I am low;
Fine flowers i the valley
Let me have a kiss before you go.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 12 |
She was louting down to kiss him sweet,
Fine flowers i the valley
Wi his penknife he wounded her deep.
Wi the red, green, and the yellow
* * * * * |
| 13 |
'O lead me over into yon stile,
Fine flowers i the valley
That I may stop and braeth a while.
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 14 |
'O lead me over to yon stair,
Fine flowers i the valley
For there I'll ly and bleed ne mair.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 15 |
'O what will you leave your father dear?'
Fine flowers i the valley
'That milk-white steed that brought me here.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 16 |
'O what will you leave your mother dear?'
Fine flowers i the valley
'The silken gown that I did wear.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 17 |
'What will you leave your sister Ann?'
Fine flowers i the valley
'My silken snood and golden fan.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 18 |
'What will you leave your brother John?'
Fine flowers i the valley
'The highest gallows to hang him on.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 19 |
'What will you leave your brother John's wife?'
Fine flowers i the valley
'Grief and sorrow to end her life.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
| 20 |
'What will ye leave your brother John's bairns?'
Fine flowers i the valley
'The world wide for them to range.'
Wi the red, green, and the yellow |
