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Four and twenty bonny boys	A
Were playing at the ba	B
And by it came him sweet Sir Hugh	C
And he playd o'er them a'	D
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He kickd the ba with his right foot	E
And catchd it wi his knee	F
And throuch and thro the Jew's window	G
He gard the bonny ba flee	F
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He's doen him to the Jew's castell	H
And walkd it round about	I
And there he saw the Jew's daughter	J
At the window looking out	I
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'Throw down the ba ye Jew's daughter	J
Throw down the ba to me '	-
'Never a bit ' says the Jew's daughter	J
'Till up to me come ye '	-
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'How will I come up How can I come up	K
How can I come to thee	F
For as ye did to my auld father	J
The same ye'll do to me '	-
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She's gane till her father's garden	L
And pu'd an apple red and green	M
'Twas a' to wyle him sweet Sir Hugh	C
And to entice him in	N
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She's led him in through ae dark door	O
And sae has she thro nine	P
She's laid him on a dressing table	H
And stickit him like a swine	P
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And first came out the thick thick blood	Q
And syne came out the thin	N
And syne came out the bonny heart's blood	Q
There was nae mair within	N
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She's rowd him in a cake o lead	R
Bade him lie still and sleep	S
She's thrown him in Our Lady's draw well	T
Was fifty fathom deep	S
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When bells were rung and mass was sung	U
And a' the bairns came hame	V
When every lady gat hame her son	L
The Lady Maisry gat nane	L
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She's taen her mantle her about	I
Her coffer by the hand	W
And she's gane out to seek her son	L
And wandered o'er the land	W
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She's doen her to the Jew's castell	H
Where a' were fast asleep	S
'Gin ye be there my sweet Sir Hugh	C
I pray you to me speak '	-
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'Gae hame gae hame my mither dear	X
Prepare my winding sheet	Y
And at the back o merry Lincoln	L
The morn I will you meet '	-
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Now Lady Maisry is gane hame	V
Make him a winding sheet	Y
And at the back o merry Lincoln	L
The dead corpse did her meet	Y
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And a the bells o merry Lincoln	L
Without men's hands were rung	U
And a' the books o merry Lincoln	L
Were read without man's tongue	U
And neer was such a burial	H
Sin Adam's days begun	L

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