Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
The second o' them was clad in green,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_; 10
"O lady, will ye be my queen?"
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
The third o' them was clad in yellow,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_;
"O lady, will ye be my marrow?" 15
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
"O ye maun ask my father dear,"
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
"Likewise the mother that did me bear,"
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_. 20
"And ye maun ask my sister Ann,"
_Fine flowers i' the valley_;
"And not forget my brother John,"
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
"O I have asked thy father dear," 25
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
"Likewise the mother that did thee bear,"
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
"And I have asked your sister Ann,"
_Fine flowers i' the valley_; 30
"But I forgot your brother John;"
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
Now when the wedding-day was come,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
The knight would take his bonny bride home, 35
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
And mony a lord, and mony a knight,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
Cam to behold that lady bright,
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_. 40
There was nae man that did her see,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
But wished himsell bridegroom to be,
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
Her father led her down the stair, 45
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
And her sisters twain they kissed her there,
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
Her mother led her through the close,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_; 50
Her brother John set her on her horse,
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
"You are high and I am low,"
_Fine flowers i' the valley_;
"Give me a kiss before you go," 55
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
She was louting down to kiss him sweet,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_;
When wi' his knife he wounded her deep,
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_. 60
She hadna ridden through half the town,
_Fine flowers i' the valley_,
Until her heart's blood stained her gown,
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
"Ride saftly on," said the best young man, 65
_Fine flowers i' the valley_;
"I think our bride looks pale and wan!"
_Wi' the red, green, and the yellow_.
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