No: 17; variant: 17D
- NEAR Edinburgh was a young son born,
Hey lilelu an a how low lan
An his name it was called young Hyn Horn.
An it's hey down down deedle airo
- Seven long years he served the king,
An it's a' for the sake of his daughter Jean.
- The king an angry man was he;
He send young Hyn Horn to the sea.
- An on his finger she put a ring.
. . . . .
- 'When your ring turns pale and wan,
Then I'm in love wi another man.'
- Upon a day he lookd at his ring,
It was as pale as anything.
- He's left the sea, an he's come to the lan,
An there he met an auld beggar man.
- 'What news, what news, my auld beggar man?
What news, what news, by sea or by lan?'
- 'Nae news, nae news,' the auld beggar said,
'But the king's dochter Jean is going to be wed.'
- 'Cast off, cast off thy auld beggar-weed,
An I'll gie thee my gude gray steed.'
- When he cam to our guid king's yet,
He sought a glass o wine for young Hyn Horn's sake.
- He drank out the wine, an he put in the ring,
An he bade them carry't to the king's dochter Jean.
- 'O gat ye't by sea, or gat ye't by lan?
Or gat ye't aff a dead man's han?'
- 'I gat na't by sea, I gat na't by lan,
But I gat it out of your own han.'
- 'Go take away my bridal gown,
For I'll follow him frae town to town.'
- 'Ye need na leave your bridal gown,
For I'll make ye ladie o' mony a town.'