A Collection of Ballads by Andrew Lang
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The corks frae her heels did flee;
And lang or eer she cam down again, She was condemned to die. When she cam to the Netherbow Port, She laughed loud laughters three; But when she cam to the gallows-foot, The tears blinded her ee. "Yestreen the queen had four Maries, The night she'll hae but three; There was Marie Seaton, and Marie Beaten, And Marie Carmichael, and me. "O, often have I dressd my queen, And put gold upon her hair; But now I've gotten for my reward The gallows to be my share. "Often have I dressd my queen, And often made her bed: But now I've gotten for my reward The gallows-tree to tread. "I charge ye all, ye mariners, When ye sail ower the faem, Let neither my father nor mother get wit, But that I'm coming hame. "I charge ye all, ye mariners, |
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