Lowran Castle, or the Wild Boar of Carridoo: with
other Tales. By Robert Trotter, Dumfries, 1822, p. 6.
From the recitation of a young friend.
| 1 |
In Newport town this knight was born,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
And they've called him Young Hynd Horn.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 2 |
Seven long years he served the king,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
For the love of his daughter Jean.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 3 |
He courted her through a wimble bore,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
The way never woman was courted before.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 4 |
He gave her through a silver wand,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
With three singing laverocks there upon.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 5 |
She gave him back a gay gold ring,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
With three bright diamonds glittering.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 6 |
'When this ring grows pale and blue,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
Fair Jeanie's love is lost to you.'
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 7 |
Young Hynd Horn is gone to sea,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
And there seven long years staid he.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 8 |
When he lookd his ring upon,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
It grew pale and it grew wan.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 9 |
Young Hynd Horn is come to land,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
When he met an old beggar man.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 10 |
'What news, what news doth thee betide?'
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
'No news, but Princess Jeanie's a bride.'
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 11 |
'Will ye give me your old brown cap?
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
And I'll give you my gold-laced hat.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 12 |
'Will ye give me your begging weed?
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
And I'll give you my good grey steed.'
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady |
| 13 |
The beggar has got on to ride,
Hey lily loo, hey loo lan
But Young Hynd Horn's bound for the bride.
Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady
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