Yarrow

[Verse 1]
There was a lady in the north
I ne'er could find her marrow
She was courted by nine gentlemen
And a poor plough boy frae Yarrow

[Verse 2]
These nine sat drinkin' at the wine
Sat drinkin' wine in Yarrow
They made a vow amongst themselves
They would fight for her in Yarrow

[Verse 3]
As he walked down yon high, high hill
And down the halls of Yarrow
There he spied nine armed men
Come to fight with him in Yarrow

[Verse 4]
And there they flew, and therе he slew
And therе he wounded sorely
'Til her brother John came in beyond
And wounded him most foully

[Verse 5]
"O Father dear, I dreamed a dream
A dream of tears and sorrow
I dreamed I was pullin' the heather bell
On the doughy dens of Yarrow"

[Verse 6]
As she walked down yon high, high hill
And down the hills of Yarrow
There she spied her lover, Don
Lyin' pale and wan on Yarrow

[Verse 7]
Her hair it bein' three yards long
What color, it was yellow
She's wrapped it 'round his middle so small
And she bore him down to Yarrow

[Verse 8]
“O Faither dear, you've seven sons
You may wed them all tomorrow
For the fairest flower among them all
Was the lad I loved on Yarrow"