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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THE DOWIE DENS O' YARROW O late at e'en,and drinking the wine Ere we made the lawing We set a pact o' the two between Tae fecht it in the dawning. O stay hame, stay hame my bonny bairn Bide wi' me the morrow For my cruel brothers will ye betray On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow O as he gaed doon by Tenny's field I wa't he gaed wi' sorrow For there in a den, were nine armed men Tae fecht wi' him on Yarrow. Well have ye cam' tae part yer land ? Or cam' ye here tae borrow ? Or did ye cam'tea wield yer brand On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow ? I hav'na' cam' tae part my land Not yet tae beg or borrow But I cam' here tae wield my brand On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow. If I see ye all,yer nine tae wan And that's an unfair marrow But I will fecht while lasts my brand On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow. Well five did he hack,and four did he slay On the bloody braes o' Yarrow Till that fause knight cam' in ahint And ran his body through-o. Gae hame ,gae hame,guid brother John Find yer sister Sarah Her lief lord lies cruely slain On the bloody braes o' Yarrow. As she gaed doon yon high high hill I wa't she gaed wi' sorrow For there in a den,there were ten slain men On the bloody braes o' Yarrow. Traditional Borders ballad.
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