Part 3 — PART III

Glenlion and his brother John Were birling in the ha, When they heard Johny’s bridle ring, As first he rade awa. “Rise, Jock, gang out and meet the priest, I hear his bridle ring; My Baby now shall be my wife Before the laverocks sing.” “O brother, this is not the priest; I fear he’ll come oer late; For armed men with shining brands Stand at the castle-yate.” “Haste Donald, Duncan, Dugald, Hugh! Haste, take your sword and spier! We’ll gar these traytors rue the hour That eer they ventured here.” The Highland men drew their claymores, And gae a warlike shout, But Johny’s merry men kept the yate, Nae are durst venture out. The lovers rade the live-lang night, And safe gat on their way, And bonny Baby Livingston Has gotten Johny Hay. “Awa, Glenlion! fy for shame! Gae hide ye in some den! You’ve lettn your bride be stown frae you, For a’ your armed men.”

Near the King’s Court was a young child born, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And his name it was called Young Hynd Horn, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. Seven lang years he served the King, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And it’s a’ for the sake o’ his daughter Jean, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. The King an angry man was he, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; He sent Young Hynd Horn to the sea, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. Oh! his Love gave him a gay gold ring, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; With three shining diamonds set therein, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “As lang as these diamonds keep their hue, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, Ye’ll know I am a lover true, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “But when your ring turns pale and wan, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, Then I’m in love with another man, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” He’s gone to the sea and far away, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And he’s stayed for seven lang years and a day, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie: Seven lang years by land and sea, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And he’s aften looked how his ring may be, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. One day when he looked this ring upon, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, The shining diamonds were pale and wan, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. He hoisted sails, and hame cam’ he, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; Hame unto his ain countrie, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. He’s left the sea and he’s come to land, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And the first he met was an auld beggar-man, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “What news, what news, my silly auld man? With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; For it’s seven lang years since I saw this land, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” “No news, no news,” doth the beggar-man say, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; “But our King’s ae daughter she’s wedded to-day, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” “Wilt thou give to me thy begging coat? With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And I’ll give to thee my scarlet cloak, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “Give me your auld pike-staff, and hat, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And ye sall be right weel paid for that, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” The auld beggar-man cast off his coat, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, And he’s ta’en up the scarlet cloak, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. He’s gi’en him his auld pike-staff and hat, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And he was right weel paid for that, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. The auld beggar-man was bound for the mill, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; But Young Hynd Horn for the King’s ain hall, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. When he came to the King’s ain gate, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, He asked a drink for Young Hynd Horn’s sake, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. These news unto the bonny bride cam’, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, That at the gate there stands an auld man, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. There stands an auld man at the King’s gate, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; He asketh a drink for Young Hynd Horn’s sake, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. The Bride cam’ tripping down the stair, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; The combs o’ fine goud in her hair, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie; A cup o’ the red wine in her hand, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And that she gave to the beggar-man, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. Out o’ the cup he drank the wine, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And into the cup he dropt the ring, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “O gat thou this by sea or by land? With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan. Or gat thou it aff a dead man’s hand? And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” “I gat it neither by sea nor land, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, Nor gat I it from a dead man’s hand, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “But I gat it at my wooing gay, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; And I gie it to you on your wedding-day, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” “I’ll cast aside my satin goun, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan. And I’ll follow you frae toun to toun, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie. “I’ll tak’ the fine goud frae my hair, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan, And follow you forevermair, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.” He let his cloutie cloak doun fa’, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; Young Hynd Horn shone above them a’, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie, The bridegroom thought he had her wed, With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan; But she is Young Hynd Horn’s instead, And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.