3 William, having his two-edged sword,
He leaned quite low to the ground,
And he has given the young Colnel
A deep and a deadly wound.
4 He rade, he rade, and awa he rade,
Till he came to his mother's bower;
'O open, open, mother,' he says,
'And let your auld son in.
5 'For the rain rains owre my yellow hair,
And the dew draps on my chin,
And trembling stands the gallant steed
That carries me from the ground.'
6 'What aileth thee, Sweet William?' she says,
'What harm now hast thou done?'
'Oh I hae killed the young Colnel,
And his heart's blood sair does run.'
7 'If ye hae killed the young Colnel,
Nae shelter ye'll get frae me;
May the two-edged sword be upon your heart,
That never hath power to flee!'
8 He rade, he rade, and awa he rade,
Till he came to his sister's bower;
'Oh open, open, sister,' he says,
'And let your brother in.
9 'For the rain rains on my yellow hair,
And the dew draps on my chin,
And trembling stands the gallant steed
That carries me from the ground.'
10 'What aileth thee, Sweet William?' she says,
'What harm now hast thou done?'
'Oh I have killed the young Colnel,
And his heart's blood sair doth run.'
11 'If ye hae killed the young Colnel,
Nae shelter ye'll get frae me;
May the two-edged sword be upon your heart,
That never hath power to flee!'
12 He rade, he rade, and awa he rade,
Till he came to his true-love's bower;
'Oh open, oh open, my true-love,' he says,
'And let your sweetheart in.