Child Ballads - Lyrics

1

They've putten into prison ,
A twalmon and ,
Until mice rattens
Did tear her yallow .

2

'' '' '' '' ''
'One your han,' said Rodingham,
'One shak o your han gie :'
'I na here shaking hans,
But fight desperatelie.'

3

'It' nae ten strucken the ,
Nor eleven the :'
'We'll ill deeds night,
Tho were twall.'

1	They've putten her into prison strang, A twalmon lang and mair, Until the mice and wild rattens Did tear her yallow hair.
2	'' '' '' '' '' 'One shake o your han,' said Rodingham, 'One shak o your han gie me:' 'I cam na here for shaking hans, But to fight maist desperatelie.'
3	'It's nae ten strucken on the clock, Nor eleven on the bell:' 'We'll doe ill deeds anew ere night, Tho it were strucken twall.'