@migu music@

She sat down below a thorn

Fine flowers in the valley

And there she has her sweet babe born

And the green leaves they grow rarely

"Smile na sae sweet, my bonnie babe

An ye'll smile sae sweet, ye'll smile me deid"

She's ta'en oot her wee pen knife

And twinned the sweet babe o' it's life

She's howket a grave by the light o' the moon

An' there she's buried her sweet babe in

As she was going to the church

She saw a sweet babe in the porch

"O sweet babe, an' thou were mine

I wad cleed thee in the silk sae fine"

O mither dear, when I was thine

Ye didna prove tae me sae kind