3 He has ridden, and she has run,
Till they came on to Clyde;
The knight he rode on high horseback,
But the lady she bot wide.
4 The first step that the lady stepped,
She stept into the knee;
The bairn that was between her sides
There he gied spartles three.
5 'Lie still, lie still, my bonny boy,
Ye work your mother woe;
Your father rides on high horseback,
Cares little for us two.'
6 The nextand step that lady stepped.
She stept into the pap;
The bairn that was between her sides
There spartled and he lap.
7 'Ly still, ly still, my bonny boy,
You work your mother's woe;
Your father rides on high horseback,
Cares little for us two.'
8 In the middle of that water
There stands a yird-fast stone;
He turnd his horse head back again,
Said, Lady, loup ye on.
9 She hadna ridden a mile, a mile,
O never a mile but ane,
Till she grew sick, and so weary
She couldna ride nor gang.
10 'Ride on, ride on, my gay lady,
You see not what I see;
For yonder is my father's castle,
A little beyond the lee,
And ye'll get ane of my father's men.
But, lady, neer lippen on me.'
11 There were four and twenty bonny ladies
Led Willie frae bower to ha,
But the bonniest lady among them a'
Led his steed to the sta.
12 When they were at the table set,
And sitting at their dine,
Out it spake his mother dear.
And she spake aye in time.