| There was a woman lived in the north
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| She has coorted her faither’s clerk
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| She’s coorted him for a year and a day
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| 'Til her great belly did her betray
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| She’s leaned her back against a tree
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Thinkin' that she micht lichter be
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| She’s leaned her back against a thorn
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Bonnie’s the boys that she has borne
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| But she’s taen oot her wee penknife
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| And she has taen the bairnies' lives
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| She’s buried them 'neath a marble stane
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Thinkin' tae gang a maiden hame
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| She was lookin' ower her faither’s castle wa'
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| She’s spied her bonnie boys playin' at the ba'
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| «Oh bonnie bairns, gin ye were mine
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| I’d dress ye up in silk sae fine»
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| «Oh mither dear, fan we were thine
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| We nivver saw ocht o' the silk sae fine»
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| «Bonnie bairns, come tell tae me
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Fit kind o' death I’ll hae tae dee»
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| «Seven years a bird in the wood
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Seven years a fish in flood
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| And seven years at the warnin' bell
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Seven years in the depths o' hell"
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| Oh welcome, welcome bird in the wood
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| Welcome, welcome fish in the flood
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O
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| And welcome, welcome tae the warnin' bell
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| Hey wi' the rose and the lindsey O
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| God keep me oot o' the depths o' hell
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| Doon by the Greenwood sidey O |