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Mackay	A
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Cospatrick has sent o'er the faem	B
Cospatrick brought his ladye hame	B
And fourscore ships have come her wi'	C
The ladye by the green wood tree	D
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There were twal' and twal' wi' baken bread	E
And twal' and twal' wi' gowd sae red	E
And twal' and twal' wi' bouted flour	F
And twal' and twal' wi' the paramour	F
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Sweet Willy was a widow's son	G
And at her stirrup he did run	G
And she was clad in the finest pall	H
But aye she loot the tears down fall	I
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O is your saddle set awrye	J
Or rides your steed for you owre high	K
Or are you mourning in your tide	L
That you suld be Cospatrick's bride	L
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I am not mourning at this tide	L
That I suld he Cospatrick's bride	L
But I am sorrowing in my mood	M
That I suld leave my mother good	N
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But gentle boy come tell to me	D
What is the custom of thy countrie	F
The custom thereof my dame he says	O
Will ill a gentle ladye please	P
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Seven king's daughters has our lord wedded	Q
And seven king's daughters has our lord bedded	R
But he's cutted their breasts frae their breast bane	S
And sent them mourning hame again	T
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Yet gin you're sure that you're a maid	U
Ye may gae safely to his bed	E
But gif o' that ye be na sure	F
Then hire some damsel o' your bour	F
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The ladye's called her bour maiden	G
That waiting was unto her train	S
Five thousand marks I'll gie to thee	D
To sleep this night with my lord for me	D
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When bells were rung and mass was sayne	S
And a' men unto bed were gane	S
Cospatrick and the bonny maid	U
Into ae chamber they were laid	U
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Now speak to me blankets and speak to me bed	E
And speak thou sheet enchanted web	V
And speak my sword that winna lie	K
Is this a true maiden that lies by me	D
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It is not a maid that you hae wedded	Q
But it is a maid that you hae bedded	R
It is a leal maiden that lies by thee	D
But not the maiden that it should be	D
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O wrathfully he left the bed	E
And wrathfully his claes on did	R
And he has ta'en him through the ha'	W
And on his mother he did ca'	A
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I am the most unhappy man	S
That ever was in Christen land	X
I courted a maiden meik and mild	Y
And I hae gotten naething but a woman wi' child	Y
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O stay my son into this ha'	W
And sport ye wi' your merry men a'	Z
And I will to the secret bour	F
To see how it fares wi' your paramour	F
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The carline she was stark and stare	F
She aff the hinges dang the dure	F
O is your bairn to laird or loun	S
Or is it to your father's groom	B
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O hear me mother on my knee	S
Till my sad story I tell to thee	S
O we were sisters sisters seven	S
We were the fairest under heaven	S
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It fell on a summer's afternoon	S
When a' our toilsome work was done	S
We coost the kevils us amang	A
To see which suld to the green wood gang	A
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Ohon alas for I was youngest	A2
And aye my weird it was the strongest	A2
The kevil it on me did fa'	K
Whilk was the cause of a' my woe	C
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For to the green wood I maun gae	A
To pu' the red rose and the slae	K
To pu' the red rose and the thyme	B
To deck my mother's bour and mine	S
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I hadna pu'd a flower but ane	S
When by there came a gallant hinde	B2
Wi' high colled hose and laigh colled shoon	S
And he seemed to be some king's son	S
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And be I maid or be I nae	S
He kept me there till the close o' day	A
And be I maid or be I nane	S
He kept me there till the day was done	S
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He gae me a lock o' his yellow hair	F
And bade me keep it ever mair	F
He gae me a carknet o' bonny beads	C2
And bade me keep it against my needs	C2
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He gae to me a gay gold ring	A
And bade me keep it abune a' thing	A
What did ye wi' the tokens rare	F
That ye gat frae that gallant there	F
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O bring that coffer unto me	S
And a' the tokens ye sall see	S
Now stay daughter your bour within	S
While I gae parley wi' my son	S
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O she has ta'en her thro' the ha'	W
And on her son began to ca'	A
What did ye wi' the bonny beads	C2
I bade ye keep against your needs	C2
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What did you wi' the gay gold ring	A
I bade you keep abune a' thing	A
I gae them to a ladye gay	A
I met in green wood on a day	A
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But I wad gie a' my halls and tours	D2
I had that ladye within my bours	D2
But I wad gie my very life	K
I had that ladye to my wife	K
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Now keep my son your ha's and tours	D2
Ye have that bright burd in your bours	D2
And keep my son your very life	K
Ye have that ladye to your wife	K
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Now or a month was come and gane	S
The ladye bore a bonny son	S
And 'twas written on his breast bane	S
Cospatrick is my father's name	B

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