Lord Rendal

No: 12; variant: 12E

  1. ‘AH where have you been, Lairde Rowlande, my son? Ah where have you been, Lairde Rowlande, my son?’ ‘I’ve been in the wild woods; mither, mak my bed soon, For I’m weary wi hunting, and faine would lie down.’
  2. ‘Oh you’ve been at your true love’s, Lairde Rowlande, my son! Oh you’ve been at your true-love’s, Lairde Rowlande, my son!’ ‘I’ve been at my true-love’s; mither, mak my bed soon, For I’m weary wi hunting, and faine would lie down.’
  3. ‘What got you to dinner, Lairde Rowlande, my son? What got you to dinner, Lairde Rowlande, my son?’ ‘I got eels boild in brue; mither, mak my bed soon, For I’m weary wi hunting, and faine would lie down.’
  4. ‘What’s become of your warden, Lairde Rowlande, my son? What’s become of your warden, Lairde Rowlande, my son?’ ‘He died in the muirlands; mither, mak my bed soon, For I’m weary wi hunting, and faine would lie down.’
  5. ‘What’s become of your stag-hounds, Lairde Rowlande, my son? What’s become of your stag-hounds, Lairde Rowlande, my son?’ ‘They swelled and they died; mither, mak my bed soon, For I’m weary wi hunting, and faine would lie down.’