2
We were sisters, sisters seven,
The fairest women under heaven.
3
There fell a dispute us amang,
Wha would to the greenwood gang.
4
They kiest the kevels them amang,
O wha would to the greenwood gang.
5
The kevels they gied thro the ha,
And on the youngest it did fa.
6
The kevel fell into her hand,
To greenwood she was forced to gang.
7
She hedna pued a flower but ane,
When by there came an earl's son.
8
'And was he well or was he wae,
He keepet me that summer's day.'
9
And was he weel or was he weight,
He keepet her that summer's night.
10
And he gave her a gay goud ring
His mother got at her wedding.
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