Jock O'Hazeldean - Priscilla Herdman

作词：Traditional

作曲：Traditional

Why weep ye by the tide

Ladye

Why weep ye by the tide

I'll wed ye to my youngest son

And ye shall be his bride

And ye shall be his bride

Ladye

Sae comely to be seen

But aye she loot the tears down la'

For jock o' hazeldean

A chain of gold ye shall not lack

Nor braid to bind you hair

Nor mettled hound

Nor managed halk

Nor palfrey fresh and fair

And you

The fairest of them a'

Shall ride our forest queen

But aye she loot the tears down la'

For jock o' hazeldean

The kirk was deck'd at morning tide

The tapers glimmer'd fair

The priest and bridegroom wait the bride

And dame and knight are there

They sought her baith by bower and ha'

The ladye was not seen

She's o'er the border and awa'

Wi' jock o' hazeldean