1
There was a knicht riding frae the east,
Sing the Cather banks, the bonnie brume
Wha had been wooing at monie a place.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune
2
He came unto a widow's door
And speird whare her three dochters were.
3
The auldest ane's to a washing gane,
The second's to a baking gane.
4
The youngest ane's to a wedding gane,
And it will be nicht or she be hame.
5
He sat him doun upon a stane,
Till thir three lasses came tripping hame.
6
The auldest ane's to the bed making,
And the second ane's to the sheet spreading.
7
The youngest ane was bauld and bricht,
And she was to lye with this unco knicht.
8
'Gin ye will answer me questions ten,
The morn ye sall be made my ain.
9
'O what is heigher nor the tree?
And what is deeper nor the sea?
10
'Or what is heavier nor the lead?
And what is better nor the breid?