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SHOWING THE CRUELTY OF A JEW'S DAUGHTER	A
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Four and twenty bonny boys	B
Were playing at the ba'	C
And up it stands him sweet Sir Hugh	D
The flower among them a'	E
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He kicked the ba' there wi' his foot	F
And keppit it wi' his knee	G
Till even in at the Jew's window	H
He gart the bonny ba' flee	G
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Cast out the ba' to me fair maid	I
Cast out the ba' to me	G
Never a bit says the Jew's daughter	A
Till ye come up to me	G
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Come up sweet Hugh come up dear Hugh	D
Come up and get the ba'	C
I winna come I mayna come	J
Without my bonny boys a'	E
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She's ta'en her to the Jew's garden	K
Where the grass grew lang and green	L
She's pu'd an apple red and white	M
To wyle the bonny boy in	N
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She's wyled him in through ae chamber	A
She's wyled him in through twa	O
She's wyled him into the third chamber	A
And that was the warst o' a'	E
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She's tied the little boy hands and feet	P
She's pierced him wi' a knife	Q
She's caught his heart's blood in a golden cup	R
And twinn'd him o' his life	Q
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She row'd him in a cake o' lead	S
Bade him lie still and sleep	T
She cast him in a deep draw well	U
Was fifty fathom deep	T
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When bells were rung and mass was sung	V
And every bairn went hame	J
Then ilka lady had her young son	K
But Lady Helen had nane	K
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She row'd her mantle her about	W
And sair sair 'gan she weep	T
And she ran unto the Jew's house	X
When they were all asleep	T
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My bonny Sir Hugh my pretty Sir Hugh	D
I pray thee to me speak	Y
Lady Helen come to the deep draw well	U
'Gin ye your son wad seek	Y
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Lady Helen ran to the deep draw well	U
And knelt upon her knee	K
My bonny Sir Hugh an ye be here	Z
I pray thee speak to me	K
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The lead is wondrous heavy mither	Z
The well is wondrous deep	T
A keen penknife sticks in my heart	A2
It is hard for me to speak	Y
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Gae hame gae hame my mither dear	Z
Fetch me my winding sheet	P
And at the back o' merry Lincoln	K
It's there we twa sall meet	P
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Now Lady Helen she's gane hame	K
Made him a winding sheet	P
And at the back o' merry Lincoln	K
The dead corpse did her meet	P
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And a' the bells o' merry Lincoln	K
Without men's hands were rung	V
And a' the books o' merry Lincoln	K
Were read without men's tongue	V
Never was such a burial	B2
Sin' Adam's days begun	K

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