Burd Ellen and Young Tamlane

No: 28; variant: 28

  1. BURD ELLEN sits in her bower windowe, With a double laddy double, and for the double dow Twisting the red silk and the blue. With the double rose and the May-hay
  2. And whiles she twisted, and whiles she twan, And whiles the tears fell down amang.
  3. Till once there by cam Young Tamlane: ‘Come light, oh light, and rock your young son.’
  4. ‘If you winna rock him, you may let him rair, For I hae rockit my share and mair.’
  5. Young Tamlane to the seas he’s gane, And a’ women’s curse in his company’s gane.