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The Text is from the Skene MS but I have omitted the three final lines which do not make a complete stanza and when compared with Scott's 'Old Lady's' version are obviously corrupt The last verse should signify that the mothers of Willie and Meggie went up and down the bank saying 'Clyde's water has done us wrong '	A
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The ballad is better known as Willie and May Margaret	B
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The Story Willie refuses his mother's request to stay at home as he wishes to visit his true love The mother puts her malison or curse upon him but he rides off Clyde is roaring but Willie says 'Drown me as I come back but spare me as I go ' which is Martial's	C
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'Parcite dum propero mergite cum redeo '	-
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and occurs in other English broadsides Meggie will not admit Willie and he rides away Meggie awakes and learns that she has dismissed her true love in her sleep Our ballad is deficient here but it is obvious from st that both lovers are drowned We must understand therefore that Meggie follows Willie across Clyde A variant of the ballad explains that she found him 'in the deepest pot' in all Clyde's water and drowned herself	D
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Child notes that there is a very popular Italian ballad of much the same story except that the mother's curse is on the girl and not the man	E
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There is a curious change in the style of spelling from stanza to the end	F
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CLYDE'S WATER	G
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'Ye gie corn unto my horse	C
An' meat unto my man	E
For I will gae to my true love's gates	C
This night gin that I can '	-
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'O stay at hame this ae night Willie	H
This ae bare night wi' me	H
The best bed in a' my house	C
Sall be well made to thee '	-
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'I carena for your beds mither	G
I carena ae pin	I
For I'll gae to my love's gates	C
This night gin I can win '	-
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'O stay my son Willie this night	J
This ae night wi' me	H
The best hen in a' my roost	K
Sall be well made ready for thee '	-
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'I carena for your hens mither	G
I carena ae pin	I
I sall gae to my love's gates	C
This night gin I can win '	-
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'Gin ye winna stay my son Willie	H
This ae bare night wi' me	H
Gin Clyde's water be deep and fu' o' flood	L
My malisen drown ye '	-
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He rode up yon high hill	M
An' down yon dowie glen	N
The roaring o' Clyde's water	G
Wad hae fleyt ten thousand men	N
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'O spare me Clyde's water	G
O spare me as I gae	O
Mak me your wrack as I come back	P
But spare me as I gae '	-
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He rade in and farther in	I
Till he came to the chin	I
And he rade in and farther in	I
Till he came to dry lan'	I
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And whan he came to his love's gates	C
He tirled at the pin	I
'Open your gates Meggie	P
Open your gates to me	H
For my beets are fu' o' Clyde's water	G
And the rain rains oure my chin '	-
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'I hae nae lovers therout ' she says	C
'I hae nae love within	I
My true love is in my arms twa	Q
An' nane will I lat in '	-
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'Open your gates Meggie this ae night	J
Open your gates to me	H
For Clyde's water is fu' o' flood	L
An' my mither's malison'll drown me '	-
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'Ane o' my chamers is fu' o' corn ' she says	C
'An' ane is fu' o' hay	R
Anither is fu' o' gentlemen	I
An' they winna move till day '	-
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Out waked her May Meggie	P
Out o' her drousy dream	S
'I dreamed a dream sin the yestreen	I
God read a' dreams to guid	L
That my true love Willie	H
Was standing at my bed feet '	-
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'Now lay ye still my ae dochter	G
An' keep my back fra the call'	H
For it's na the space of hafe an hour	G
Sen he gad fra yer hall' '	-
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'An' hey Willie an' hoa Willie	H
Winne ye turn agen '	-
But ay the louder that she crayed	L
He rod agenst the wind	L
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He rod up yon high hill	H
An' doun yon douey den	I
The roring that was in Clide's water	G
Wad ha' flayed ten thousand men	I
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He road in an' farder in	I
Till he came to the chine	I
An' he road in an' farder in	I
Bat never mare was seen	I
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Ther was na mare seen of that guid lord	L
Bat his hat frae his head	L
There was na mare seen of that lady	L
Bat her comb an' her sneed	L
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