Campbell Manuscripts, II, 19.
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There were three ladies playing at the ba,
With a hey and a lilly gay
When the King o Fairies rode by them a'.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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The foremost one was clad in blue;
With a hey and a lilly gay
He askd at her if she'd be his doo.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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The second of them was clad in red;
With a hey and a lilly gay
He asked at her if she'd be his bride.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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The next of them was clad in green;
With a hey and a lilly gay
He askd at her if she'd be his queen.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'Go you ask at my father then,
With a hey and a lilly gay
And you may ask at my mother then.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'You may ask at my sister Ann,
With a hey and a lilly gay
And not forget my brother John.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'O I have askd at your father then,
With a hey and a lilly gay
And I have askd at your mother then.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'And I have askd at your sister Ann,
With a hey and a lilly gay
But I've quite forgot your brother John.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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Her father led her down the stair,
With a hey and a lilly gay
Her mother combd down her yellow hair.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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Her sister Ann led her to the cross,
With a hey and a lilly gay
And her brother John set her on her horse.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'Now you are high and I am low,
With a hey and a lilly gay
Give me a kiss before ye go.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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She's lootit down to gie him a kiss,
With a hey and a lilly gay
He gave her a deep wound and didna miss.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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And with a penknife as sharp as a dart,
With a hey and a lilly gay
And he has stabbit her to the heart.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'Ride up, ride up,' says the foremost man,
With a hey and a lilly gay
'I think our bride looks pale an wan.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'Ride up, ride up,' says the middle man,
With a hey and a lilly gay
'I see her heart's blude trinkling down.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'Ride on, ride,' says the Fairy King,
With a hey and a lilly gay
'She will be dead lang ere we win hame.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'O I wish I was at yonder cross,
With a hey and a lilly gay
Where my brother John put me on my horse.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'I wish I was at yonder thorn,
With a hey and a lilly gay
I wad curse the day that ere I was born.
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'I wish I was at yon green hill,
With a hey and a lilly gay
Then I wad sit and bleed my fill.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'What will you leave your father then?'
With a hey and a lilly gay
'The milk-white steed that I ride on.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'What will you leave your mother then?'
With a hey and a lilly gay
'My silver Bible and my golden fan.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'What will ye leave your sister Ann?'
With a hey and a lilly gay
'My good lord, to be married on.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'What will ye leave your sister Pegg?'
With a hey and a lilly gay
'The world wide to go and beg.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'What will you leave your brother John?'
With a hey and a lilly gay
'The gallows-tree to hang him on.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
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'What will you leave your brother's wife?'
With a hey and a lilly gay
'Grief and sorrow to end her life.'
And the roses they grow sweetlie |
