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Willie has ta'en him o'er the faem	A
He's wooed a wife and brought her hame	A
He's wooed her for her yellow hair	B
But his mother wrought her meikle care	B
	-
And meikle dolour gar'd her dree	B
For lighter she can never be	C
But in her bow'r she sits with pain	D
And Willie mourns o'er her in vain	D
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And to his mother he has gane	D
That vile rank witch of vilest kind	E
He says My lady has a cup	F
With gowd and silver set about	G
This gudely gift shall be your ain	D
And let her be lighter of her bairn	D
	-
Of her bairn she's never be lighter	B
Nor in her bow'r to shine the brighter	B
But she shall die and turn to clay	H
And you shall wed another may	H
	-
Another may I'll never wed	I
Another may I'll never bring hame	H
But sighing said that weary wight	J
I wish my life were at an end	K
	-
Yet gae ye to your mother again	D
That vile rank witch of vilest kind	E
And say your ladye has a steed	L
The like of him's no in the land of Leed	L
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For he is silver shod before	B
And he is gowden shod behind	E
At every tuft of that horse mane	D
There's a golden chess and a bell to ring	M
This gudely gift shall be her ain	D
And let me be lighter of my bairn	D
	-
Of her young bairn she's ne'er be lighter	B
Nor in her bow'r to shine the brighter	B
But she shall die and turn to clay	H
And ye shall wed another may	H
	-
Another may I'll never wed	I
Another may I'll never bring hame	H
But sighing said that weary wight	J
I wish my life were at an end	K
	-
Yet gae ye to your mother again	D
That vile rank witch of rankest kind	E
And say your ladye has a girdle	N
It's all red gowd to the middle	N
	-
And aye at ilka siller hem	H
Hang fifty siller bells and ten	D
This gudely gift shall be her ain	D
And let me be lighter of my bairn	D
	-
Of her young bairn she's ne'er be lighter	B
Nor in your bow'r to shine the brighter	B
For she shall die and turn to clay	H
And thou shall wed another may	H
	-
Another may I'll never wed	I
Another may I'll never bring hame	H
But sighing said that weary wight	J
I wish my days were at an end	K
	-
Then out and spak the Billy Blind	E
He spak aye in good time his mind	E
Yet gae ye to the market place	O
And there do buy a loaf of wace	O
Do shape it bairn and bairnly like	P
And in it two glassen een you'll put	Q
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Oh wha has loosed the nine witch knots	R
That were amang that ladye's locks	S
And wha's ta'en out the kames of care	B
That were amang that ladye's hair	B
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And wha has ta'en down that bush of woodbine	D
That hung between her bow'r and mine	D
And wha has kill'd the master kid	T
That ran beneath that ladye's bed	I
And wha has loosed her left foot shee	U
And let that ladye lighter be	C
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Syne Willie's loosed the nine witch knots	R
That were amang that ladye's locks	S
And Willie's ta'en out the kames of care	B
That were into that ladye's hair	B
And he's ta'en down the bush of woodbine	D
Hung atween her bow'r and the witch carline	D
	-
And he has killed the master kid	T
That ran beneath that ladye's bed	I
And he has loosed her left foot shee	U
And latten that ladye lighter be	C
And now he has gotten a bonnie son	D
And meikle grace be him upon	D

Andrew Lang

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