Letras
Willie sits in his stable door
And he's combin' his coal black steed
And he's doubtin' on fair Margaret's love
And his heart began to bleed
"Give corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on"
"Oh stay at home with me, dear Willie
Oh stay at home with me
And the very best cock in all the roost
At your own supper shall be"
"It's all your cocks and all your roosts
I value not a pin
But I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night sets in"
"If you go to fair Margaret's bower
Without the leave of me
Then the deepest part of the Clyde water
Then drownded you shall be"
"Oh the good steed that I ride upon
Cost me thrice thirty pounds
And I'll put trust in his swift feet
To take me safe and sound"
He's ridden o'er the high, high hills
And he's down the dowie den
And the noise that was in the Clyde water
Would have feared five hundred men
"Oh roaring Clyde, you roar so loud
Your streams are wondrous strong
Make me a wreck as I come back
And spare me as I'm going"
When he's got to Margaret's bower
He's told low on the pin
"Oh wake up, my May Margaret
Rise up and let me in"
"Oh who is this at my bower door
Callin' May Margaret's name?"
"It's only your first love, little William
This night come to her home"
"Open your gates this night
Open and let me in
For my boots they're full of the Clyde water
And I'm frozen to the skin"
"My barns are full of corn, Willie
And the stable's full of hay
And my bower's full of gentlemen
They'll not remove till day"
"Then it's fare ye well to you, May Margaret
And it's fare thee well and adieu
For I have won my mother's own cursing