1
Near Edinburgh was a young son born,
Hey lilelu an a how low lan
An his name it was called young Hyn Horn.
An it's hey down down deedle airo
2
Seven long years he served the king,
An it's a' for the sake of his daughter Jean.
3
The king an angry man was he;
He send young Hyn Horn to the sea.
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4
An on his finger she put a ring.
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5
'When your ring turns pale and wan,
Then I'm in love wi another man.'
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6
Upon a day he lookd at his ring,
It was as pale as anything.
7
He's left the sea, an he's come to the lan,
An there he met an auld beggar man.