- 'STOP, stop, . . . . . . . . I think I see my father coming, . . . . .
- 'O hae ye brocht my silken cloak, Or my golden key? Or hae ye come to see he hanged, On this green gallows-tree?'
- 'I've neither brocht your silken cloak, Nor your golden key, But I have come to see you hanged, On this green gallows-tree.'
- 'I've neither brocht your silken cloak, Nor your golden key, But I am come to set you free From this green gallows-tree.'