The Bonny Hind

It's May she comes and May she goes down by the garden

green

It's there she spied a good young squire as good as

e'er be seen

It's May she comes and May she goes down by the Holland

green

And it's there she spied a brisk young squire as brisk

as e'er be seen

"Come give to me your green mantle, give to me your

maidenhead

If you won't give me your green mantle, give me your

maidenhead"

He's ta'en her by the milk-white hand and gently laid

her down

And it's when he raised her up again giving her a

silver comb

"Perhaps there may be bends or perhaps there may be

none

But if you be a courtier pray tell to me your name"

"Oh I am no courtier" he said "but new come from the

sea

Oh I am no courtier" he said "but when I courted thee

They call me Jack when I'm abroad, sometimes they call

me John

But when I'm in my father's bower, oh, Jock Randal is

my name"

"You lie, you lie, you bonny lad, so loud I hear you

lie

For I am Lord Randal's only daughter, he has no more

than me"

"You lie, you lie, you bonny lass, so loud I hear you

lie

For I am Lord Randal's very own son that new come from

the sea"

She's puttin' down by her side and out she's taken a

knife

And she's put in in her own heart's blood and taken

away her life

And he's taken his only sister with a big tear in his

eye

And he's buried his only sister beneath the Holland

tree

It's soon he's hied him o'er the dales his father due

to see

"It's oh and woe for my bonny hind beneath the Holland

tree"

"What care you for a bonny hind, for it you need not

care

There's eight score hinds in yon green park and five

score is to spare"

"Oh score at them a silver shot and these you may get

three

But oh and woe for my bonny hind beneath the Holland

tree"

"What care you for your bonny hind, for it you need not

care

Take you the best and leave me the worst since plenty

is to spare"

"I care not for your hinds, kind sir, I care not for

your fee

But it's oh and woe for my bonny hind beneath the

Holland tree"

"Oh were you up your sister's bower, your sister fair

to see

Oh you'll think no more on your bonny hind beneath the

Holland tree"