For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain would lie down."
This version, which I quote from Mr Allingham's Ballad Book (1864), ends here; so does that given by Sir Walter Scott in the Border Minstrelsy. There is, however, another version which goes on:
"What will ye leave to your father, Lord Ronald, my son?
What will ye leave to your father, my handsome young man?"
"Baith my houses and land; mither, mak' my bed sune
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie doun."
"What will ye leave to your brither, Lord Ronald, my son?
What will ye leave to your brither, my handsome young man?"
"My horse and my saddle; mither, mak' my bed sune,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie doun."