The Cruel Brother
No: 11; variant: 11I
- THERE war three bonnie boys playing at the ba,
Hech hey and a lily gay
There cam three ladies to view them a'.
And the rose it smells sae sweetlie
- The first ane was clad in red:
'O,' says he, 'ye maun be my bride.'
- The next o them was clad in green:
'O,' says he, 'ye maun be my queen.'
- The tither o them was clad in yellow:
'O,' says he, 'ye maun be my marrow.'
- 'Ye maun gang to my father's bouer,
To see gin your bride he'll let me be.'
- Her father led her doun the stair,
Her mither at her back did bear.
- Her sister Jess led her out the closs,
Her brother John set her on the horse.
- She loutit doun to gie him a kiss;
He struck his penknife thro her breist.
- 'Ride on, ride on,' says the foremaist man;
'I think our bride looks pale and wan.'
- 'Ride on, ride on,' says the merry bride-groom;
'I think my bride's blude is rinnin doun.'
- 'O gin I war at yon bonnie hill,
I wad lie doun and bleed my fill!
- 'O gin I war at yon bonnie kirk-yard,
I wad mak my testament there!'
- 'What will ye leave to your father dear?'
'The milk-white steed that brocht me here.'
- 'What will ye leave to your mother dear?'
'The bluidy robes that I do wear.'
- 'What will ye leave to your sister Ann?'
'My silken snood and gowden fan.'
- 'What will ye leave to your sister Jess?'
'The bonnie lad that I loe best.'
- 'What will ye leave to your brother John?'
'The gallows pin to hang him on.'
- 'What will ye leave to your brother John's wife?'
'Sorrow and trouble a' her life.'
- 'What will ye leave to your brother's bairns?'
'The warld's wide, and let them beg.'