Willie o Winesberry
No: 100; variant: 100E
- 'OH daughter, oh daughter,' her father he said,
'What makes you look so pale?
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Or are you in love with any man?'
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'But if it be one of my own sailor lads,
High hanged he shall be.'
- Johnnie Barbour he cam doun the stair,
His shirt was of the silk;
His two bonnie black een were rolling in his head,
And his skin was as white as milk.
- 'Oh are you ready to marry my daughter,
And take her by the hand,
And to eat and drink with me at the table,
And be heir of all my land?'
- 'Oh it's I am ready to marry your daughter,
And take her by the hand,
And to eat and drink with her at the table,
And to fight for all your land.'