Ed de Moel

Child Ballads - Lyrics

Child 20
The Cruel Mother
Version C

Motherwell's Minstrelsy, p. 161.

Narrative

1   She leaned her back unto a thorn,
      Three, three, and three by three
And there she has her two babes born.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
2   She took frae 'bout her ribbon-belt,
      Three, three, and three by three
And there she bound them hand and foot.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
3   She has taen out her wee pen-knife,
      Three, three, and three by three
And there she ended baith their life.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
4   She has howked a hole baith deep and wide,
      Three, three, and three by three
She has put them in baith side by side.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
5   She has covered them oer wi a marble stane,
      Three, three, and three by three
Thinking she would gang maiden hame.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
6   As she was walking by her father's castle wa,
      Three, three, and three by three
She saw twa pretty babes playing at the ba.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
7   'O bonnie babes, gin ye were mine,
      Three, three, and three by three
I would dress you up in satin fine.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
8   'O I would dress you in the silk,
      Three, three, and three by three
And wash you ay in morning milk.'
      Three, three, and thirty-three
9   'O cruel mother, we were thine,
      Three, three, and three by three
And thou made us to wear the twine.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
10   'O cursed mother, heaven's high,
      Three, three, and three by three
And that's where thou will neer win nigh.
      Three, three, and thirty-three
11   'O cursed mother, hell is deep,
      Three, three, and three by three
And there thou'll enter step by step.'
      Three, three, and thirty-three

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