As she did ay afore, O,
She’s belted him in his noble brown,
Afore he gaed to Yarrow.
3
Then he’s away oer yon high hill—
A wait he’s gane wi sorrow—
An in a den he spied nine armd men,
On the dowie banks o Yarrow.
4
‘If I see ye a’, ye ‘r nine for ane,