Nor go with thee to Glenlion,
For there I’ll neer find ease.’
11
Than out it spake his brother John,
‘O were I in your place,
I’d take that lady hame again,
For a’ her bonny face.
12
‘Commend me to the lass that’s kind,
Tho na so gently born;
Nor go with thee to Glenlion,
For there I’ll neer find ease.’
11
Than out it spake his brother John,
‘O were I in your place,
I’d take that lady hame again,
For a’ her bonny face.
12
‘Commend me to the lass that’s kind,
Tho na so gently born;