Murders > Tragical ballad of Lord John's murder

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Her mother dear led her through the close.
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay ;
And her brother John set her on the horse.
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.
She lean’d her o’er the saddle bow,
W ith a heigh-ho! and a lily gay ;
To give him a kiss ere she did go,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.
He has ta’en a knife, baith lang and sharp,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay ;
And stabb’d the bonnie bride to the heart
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.
She hadna ridden half through the town.
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay.
Until her heart’s blood stained her gown.
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.
“ Ride saftly on,” said the best young man,
“ With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay ;
For I think our bonnie bride looks pale and wan,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.”
“ 0, lead me gently up yon hill,
With a heigh-ho ! and a lily gay ;
And I’ll there sit down, and make my will,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.”
” 0, what will you leave to your father dear, '
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay?”
The silver shod steed that brought me here.
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.”