Hae fifty ploughs and three,
And am sure I’ve chosen the fairest maid
That ever my eyes did see.’
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Then he stript her o the robes o grey,
Donned her in the robes o green,
And when she came to her lord’s ha
They took her to be some queen.
O the broom, the bonny, bonny broom,
The broom o the Cowdenknowes!