I am a forester of this land
As you may plainly see
It's the mantle of your maidenhead
That I would have from thee
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He's taken her by the milk-white hand
And by the leylan sleeve
He's lain her down upon her back
And asked no man's leave
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Now since you've lain me down young man
You must take me up again
And since you've done your will to me
Come tell to me your name
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Some call me Jim, some call me John
Begad it's all the same
But when I'm in the king's hight court
Erwilian is my name
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She being a good scholar
She's spelt it over again
Erwilian, that's a Latin word
But Willy is your name
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Now when he heard his name pronounced
He mounted his high horse
She's belted up her petticoat
And followed with all her force
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He rode and she ran
A long summer day
Until they came by the river
That's commonly called the Tay
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The water it's too deep my love
I'm afraid you cannot wade
But afore he'd ridden his horse well in
She was on the other side
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She went up to the king's high door
She knocked and she went in
Said one of your chancellor's robbed me
And he's robbed me right and clean
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Has he robbed you of your mantle
Has he robbed you of your ring
No he's robbed me of my maidenhead
And another I cannot find
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Well, if he be a married man
Then hanged he shall be
And if he be a single man
He shall marry thee
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This couple they got married
They live in Huntley town
She's the Earl of Airlie's daughter
And he's the blacksmith's son
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