The Broomfield Hill

"I'll wager, I'll wager wi' you, fair maid
 Five hundred merks and ten
 That ye winna go tae the bonnie broom fields
 And return back a maiden again"
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
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 "I'll wager, I'll wager wi' you, kind sir
 Five hundred merks and ten
 That I will go tae the bonnie broom fields
 And return back a maiden again"
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 When she cam tae the bonnie broom hills
 Her lover lay fast asleep
 Wi' his silvery bells and the gay old oak
 And the broomstick under his heid
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 Nine times 'roond the croon o' his heid
 And nine times 'roond his feet
 Nine times she kissed his rosy lips
 And his breath wis wondrous sweet
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 She's taen the ring frae her finger
 Placed it on his breist bane
 And a' for a token that she'd been there
 That she'd been there and gane
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
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 Greetin', oh greetin' gaed she oot
 An' a-singin' cam she in
 'Twas a' for the safety o' her body
 And the wager she had won
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
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 "Whaur wis ye, ma bonnie gray hound
 That I coft ye sae dear?
 Ye didna wauken me frae ma sleep
 Whan ye kent ma love was here"
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 "I scraped ye wi' ma fit, maister
 And ma collar bell, it rang
 And still the mair that I did scrape
 Awauken wid ye nane"
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 "Haste and haste, ma gude white steed
 Tae come the maiden till
 Or a' the birds o' the gude green wood
 O' your flesh shall hae their fill"
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 "Ye needna burst yer gude white steed
 Wi' racing ower the howm
 Nae bird flies faster through the wood
 Than she fled through the broom"
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you
 Leatherum thee thou and aw
 Madam, I'm wi' you
 And the seal o' me be abrachee
 Fair maiden, I'm for you