"You are high and I am low,"
Fine flowers i' the valley;
"Give me a kiss before you go,"55
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
She was louting down to kiss him sweet,
Fine flowers i' the valley;
When wi' his knife he wounded her deep,
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.60
She hadna ridden through half the town,
Fine flowers i' the valley,
Until her heart's blood stained her gown,
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
"Ride saftly on," said the best young man,65
Fine flowers i' the valley;
"I think our bride looks pale and wan!"
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
"O lead me over into yon stile,"
Fine flowers i' the valley,70
"That I may stop and breathe awhile,"
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
"O lead me over into yon stair,"
Fine flowers i' the valley,
"For there I'll lie and bleed nae mair,"75
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
"O what will you leave to your father dear?"
Fine flowers i' the valley;
"The siller-shod steed that brought me here,"
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.80
"What will you leave to your mother dear?"
Fine flowers i' the valley;
"My velvet pall, and my pearlin' gear,"
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
"What will you leave to your sister Ann?"85
Fine flowers i' the valley;
"My silken gown that stands its lane,"
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.