| 1 |
There are three white hens i the green, madam,
There are three white hens i the green, madam,
But Richie Story he's comd by,
And he's stollen away the fairest o them. |
| 2 |
'O are'int ye now sad, sister,
O are'in[t] ye now sad, sister,
To leave your bowers and your bony Skimmerknow,
And follow the lad they call Richie Story?' |
| 3 |
'O say that not again, sister,
O say that not again, sister,
For he is the lad that I love best,
And he is the lot that has fallen to me.' |
| 4 |
'O there's a letter to thee, madam,
O there's a letter to thee, madam;
The Earl of Hume and Skimmerjim,
For to be sweethearts to thee, madam.' |
| 5 |
'But I'll hae none of them, Richie,
But I'll hae none of them, Richie,
For I have made a vow, and I'll keep it true,
I'll have none but Ric[h]ie Story.' |
| 6 |
'O say not that again, madam,
O say not that again, madam,
For the Earl of Hume and Skimmerjim,
They are men of high renown.' |
| 7 |
'Musslebury's mine, Richie,
Musslebury's mine, Richie,
And a' that's mine it shall be thine,
If you will marry me, Richie.' |
| 8 |
As she went up through Glasgow city,
Her gold watch was shining pretty;
Many [a] lord bade her good day,
But none thought she was a footman's lady. |
| 9 |
As she went up through London city,
There she met her scolding minny:
'Cast off your silks and kilt your coats,
And muck the byre wi Richie Story.' |
| 10 |
'Hold your tongue, my scolding minnie,
Hold your tongue, my scolding minnie;
For I'll cast of my silks and kilt my coats,
And muck the byres wi Richie Story.' |
