Child Ballads - Lyrics

1

Burd Ellen stands her -door,
As hollan ,
And it comes gairdner-,
Wi red rose in his hand.

2

Says, I shapen weed thee
Amang my simmer flowers;
. . . .
. . .
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3

'Gin ye hae weed me,
Amang your flowers,
It' I'll repay ye back again,
Amang winter showers.

4

'The that ye sall ride upon
Sall o frost sae snell,
And 'll saddle wi the norlan winds,
And sharp showers hail.'
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1	Burd Ellen stands in her bower-door, As straucht 's a hollan wand, And by it comes the gairdner-lad, Wi a red rose in his hand.
2	Says, I have shapen a weed for thee Amang my simmer flowers; . . . . . . . * * * * *
3	'Gin ye hae shapen a weed for me, Amang your simmer flowers, It's I'll repay ye back again, Amang the winter showers.
4	'The steed that ye sall ride upon Sall be o the frost sae snell, And I'll saddle him wi the norlan winds, And some sharp showers o hail.' * * * * *