| Song | The Wife of Usher's Well |
| Artist | Karine Polwart |
| Album | Fairest Floo'er |
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| There lived a wife at Usher's Well | |
| And a wealthy wife was she | |
| She had three stout and stalwart sons | |
| And she sent them o'er the sea | |
| They hadna been a month frae her | |
| Not one month and a day | |
| Till cauld, cauld Death come o'er the land | |
| And he stole those boys away | |
| She said “I wish the wind would never mair blaw | |
| Nor fish swim in the flood | |
| Till my my three boys come hame tae me | |
| In earthly flesh and blood | |
| In earthly flesh and blood” | |
| Well it fell aboot the Martinmas time | |
| When the nichts are lang and mirk | |
| The carlin wife's three boys come hame | |
| And their hats were o' the birk | |
| That neither grew in any wood | |
| Nor down by any wall | |
| But at the gates o Paradise | |
| Aye, the birken tree grew tall | |
| So she has laid the table braid | |
| Wi bread and blood red wine | |
| “Come eat and drink my bonnie boys | |
| Come and eat and drink o mine” | |
| “Oh mither bread we cannae eat | |
| Nor can we drink the wine | |
| For cauld, cauld death is Lord of All | |
| And to him we must resign” | |
| “For the green, green grass is at oor heads | |
| And the clay is at oor feet | |
| And how your tears come tumbling down | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet” | |
| So she has made a bed full braid | |
| And she's made it lang and deep | |
| She's laid it all wi golden thread | |
| And she's lulled those boys tae sleep | |
| But the cock he hadna crowed but once | |
| Tae welcome in the day | |
| When the eldest tae the youngest says | |
| “Brother we must away” | |
| “For the cock does craw, the day does daw | |
| And the chunnerin worm does chide | |
| And if we're missed out o' oor place | |
| Then a sair pain we maun bide” | |
| “For the green, green grass is at oor heads | |
| And the clay is at oor feet | |
| And how your tears come tumbling down | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet” | |
| She said “I wish the wind may never blaw | |
| Nor fish swim in the flood | |
| Till my three sons return to me | |
| In earthly flesh and blood | |
| In earthly flesh and blood” |
| There lived a wife at Usher' s Well | |
| And a wealthy wife was she | |
| She had three stout and stalwart sons | |
| And she sent them o' er the sea | |
| They hadna been a month frae her | |
| Not one month and a day | |
| Till cauld, cauld Death come o' er the land | |
| And he stole those boys away | |
| She said " I wish the wind would never mair blaw | |
| Nor fish swim in the flood | |
| Till my my three boys come hame tae me | |
| In earthly flesh and blood | |
| In earthly flesh and blood" | |
| Well it fell aboot the Martinmas time | |
| When the nichts are lang and mirk | |
| The carlin wife' s three boys come hame | |
| And their hats were o' the birk | |
| That neither grew in any wood | |
| Nor down by any wall | |
| But at the gates o Paradise | |
| Aye, the birken tree grew tall | |
| So she has laid the table braid | |
| Wi bread and blood red wine | |
| " Come eat and drink my bonnie boys | |
| Come and eat and drink o mine" | |
| " Oh mither bread we cannae eat | |
| Nor can we drink the wine | |
| For cauld, cauld death is Lord of All | |
| And to him we must resign" | |
| " For the green, green grass is at oor heads | |
| And the clay is at oor feet | |
| And how your tears come tumbling down | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet" | |
| So she has made a bed full braid | |
| And she' s made it lang and deep | |
| She' s laid it all wi golden thread | |
| And she' s lulled those boys tae sleep | |
| But the cock he hadna crowed but once | |
| Tae welcome in the day | |
| When the eldest tae the youngest says | |
| " Brother we must away" | |
| " For the cock does craw, the day does daw | |
| And the chunnerin worm does chide | |
| And if we' re missed out o' oor place | |
| Then a sair pain we maun bide" | |
| " For the green, green grass is at oor heads | |
| And the clay is at oor feet | |
| And how your tears come tumbling down | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet" | |
| She said " I wish the wind may never blaw | |
| Nor fish swim in the flood | |
| Till my three sons return to me | |
| In earthly flesh and blood | |
| In earthly flesh and blood" |
| There lived a wife at Usher' s Well | |
| And a wealthy wife was she | |
| She had three stout and stalwart sons | |
| And she sent them o' er the sea | |
| They hadna been a month frae her | |
| Not one month and a day | |
| Till cauld, cauld Death come o' er the land | |
| And he stole those boys away | |
| She said " I wish the wind would never mair blaw | |
| Nor fish swim in the flood | |
| Till my my three boys come hame tae me | |
| In earthly flesh and blood | |
| In earthly flesh and blood" | |
| Well it fell aboot the Martinmas time | |
| When the nichts are lang and mirk | |
| The carlin wife' s three boys come hame | |
| And their hats were o' the birk | |
| That neither grew in any wood | |
| Nor down by any wall | |
| But at the gates o Paradise | |
| Aye, the birken tree grew tall | |
| So she has laid the table braid | |
| Wi bread and blood red wine | |
| " Come eat and drink my bonnie boys | |
| Come and eat and drink o mine" | |
| " Oh mither bread we cannae eat | |
| Nor can we drink the wine | |
| For cauld, cauld death is Lord of All | |
| And to him we must resign" | |
| " For the green, green grass is at oor heads | |
| And the clay is at oor feet | |
| And how your tears come tumbling down | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet" | |
| So she has made a bed full braid | |
| And she' s made it lang and deep | |
| She' s laid it all wi golden thread | |
| And she' s lulled those boys tae sleep | |
| But the cock he hadna crowed but once | |
| Tae welcome in the day | |
| When the eldest tae the youngest says | |
| " Brother we must away" | |
| " For the cock does craw, the day does daw | |
| And the chunnerin worm does chide | |
| And if we' re missed out o' oor place | |
| Then a sair pain we maun bide" | |
| " For the green, green grass is at oor heads | |
| And the clay is at oor feet | |
| And how your tears come tumbling down | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet | |
| Tae wet the winding sheet" | |
| She said " I wish the wind may never blaw | |
| Nor fish swim in the flood | |
| Till my three sons return to me | |
| In earthly flesh and blood | |
| In earthly flesh and blood" |