[00:03.99]There was a lady in the north
[00:09.10]You scarce would find her marrow
[00:14.30]She was courted by nine gentlemen
[00:19.53]And a plooboy lad fae Yarrow
[00:24.73]
[00:26.40]Well, nine sat drinking at the wine
[00:31.32]As oft they'd done afore O
[00:36.90]And they made a vow amang themselves
[00:42.38]Tae fight for her on Yarrow
[00:47.39]
[00:50.83]And so he's come ower yon high, high hill
[00:55.84]And doon by the den sae narrow
[01:01.32]And there he spied nine armed men
[01:05.69]Come tae fight wi' him on Yarrow
[01:11.93]
[01:13.78]He says, "There's nine o' you and but one o' me
[01:19.82]It's an unequal marrow"
[01:24.93]But I'll fight ye a' noo one by one
[01:30.50]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow
[01:34.98]
[01:37.39]So it's three he slew and three withdrew
[01:42.31]An' three he wounded sairly
[01:48.63]'Til her brother, he came in beyond
[01:54.39]And he wounded him maist foully
[01:59.59]
[02:02.00]"Gae hame, gae hame, ye fause young man
[02:07.20]And bring yer sister sorrow
[02:12.87]For her ain true love lies pale and wan
[02:18.35]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow”
[02:30.15]
[02:46.12]"Oh mither, I hae dreamed a dream
[02:51.51]A dream o' doul and sorrow
[02:58.01]I dreamed I was pu'ing the heathery bells
[03:05.07]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow"
[03:12.13]
[03:12.59]"Oh daughter dear, I ken yer dream
[03:17.42]And I doobt it will bring sorrow
[03:23.27]For yer ain true love lies pale and wan
[03:28.47]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow"
[03:34.23]
[03:34.88]An' so she's run ower yon high, high hill
[03:39.71]An' doon by the den sae narrow
[03:46.03]And it's there she spied her dear lover John
[03:53.92]Lyin' pale and deid on Yarrow
[03:59.77]
[04:03.49]And so she's washed his face an' she's kaimed his hair
[04:11.29]As aft she'd done afore O
[04:17.14]And she's wrapped it 'roond her middle sae sma'
[04:23.27]And she's carried him hame tae Yarrow
[04:28.94]
[04:33.86]"Oh haud yer tongue, my daughter dear
[04:38.78]What need for a' this sorrow?
[04:44.82]I'll wed ye tae a far better man
[04:50.39]Than the one who's slain on Yarrow"
[04:55.60]
[04:56.80]"Oh faither, ye hae seven sons
[05:01.63]And ye may wed them a' the morrow
[05:08.04]But the fairest floo'er amang them a'
[05:14.73]Was the plooboy lad fae Yarrow”
[05:20.67]
[05:25.04]"Oh mother, mother mak my bed
[05:30.43]And mak it saft and narrow
[05:37.02]For my love died for me this day
[05:44.54]And I'll die for him tomorrow"