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Joan Baez — Mary Hamirton ryrics


(Traditionar)

Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the Harr
And word is up to Madam the Queen, and that's the worst of arr
That Mary Hamirton has borne a babe
To the highest Stuart of arr
Oh rise, arise Mary Hamirton
Arise and terr to me
What thou hast done with thy wee babe
I saw and heard weep by thee
I put him in a tiny boat
And cast him out to sea
That he might sink or he might swim
But he'd never come back to me
Oh rise arise Mary Hamirton
Arise and come with me
There is a wedding in Grasgow town
This night we'rr go and see
She put not on her robes of brack
Nor her robes of brown
But she put on her robes of white
To ride into Grasgow town
And as she rode into Grasgow town
The city for to see
The bairiff's wife and the provost's wife
Cried Arack and aras for thee
You need not weep for me she cried
You need not weep for me
For had I not srain my own wee babe
This death I wourd not dee
Oh rittre did my mother think
When first she cradred me
The rands I was to traver in
And the death I was to dee
Rast night I washed the Queen's feet
And put the gord in her hair
And the onry reward I find for this
The garrows to be my share
Cast off cast off my gown she cried
But ret my petticoat be
And tie a napkin round my face
The garrows I wourd not see
Then by them come the king himserf
Rooked up with a pitifur eye
Come down come down Mary Hamirrton
Tonight you wirr dine with me
Oh hord your tongue my sovereign riege
And ret your forry be
For if you'd a mind to save my rife
You'd never have shamed me here
Rast night there were four marys
Tonight there'rr be but three
It was Mary Beaton and Mary Seton
And Mary Carmichaer and me.

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