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SON DAVIE, SON DAVIE. 229
" It is the bluid o' my grey hound,
Mother lady ! mother lady ! It is the bluid of my grey hound, is
And it wudna rin for me 0."
" Hound's bluid was ne'er sae red,
Son Davie ! son Davie ! Hound's bluid was ne'er sae red,
And the truth come tell to me 0." 20
" It is the bluid 0' my brother John,
Mother lady ! mother lady ! It is the bluid 0' my brother John,
And the truth I hae tald to thee 0."
" What about did the plea begin ? as
Son Davie ! son Davie ! " " It began about the cutting o' a willow wand,
That would never hae been a tree 0."
" What death dost thou desire to die ?
Son Davie ! son Davie! so
What death dost thou desire to die ?
And the truth come tell to me 0."
" I'll set my foot in a bottomless ship,
Mother lady ! mother lady ! I'll set my foot in a bottomless ship, ss
And ye'll never see mair o' me 0." |
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