Karine Polwart - Dowie dens of yarrow

There was a lady ^Cin the ^Amnorth You ^Fscarce would find her mar^Erow She was ^Ccourted by nine ^Egentlemen And a ^Amplooboy lad fae ^FYar^Amrow

Well, nine sat drinking ^Cat the ^Amwine As ^Foft they'd done afore-^Eo And they ^Cmade a vow a^Emang themselves Tae ^Amfight for her on ^FYar^Amrow

And so he's come ower yon ^Chigh, high ^Amhill And ^Fdoon by the den sae nar^Erow And ^Cthere he spied ^Enine armed men Come tae ^Amfight wi' him on ^FYar^Amrow

He says, "There's nine o' ^Cyou and but one o' ^Amme ^FIt's an unequal mar^Erow" But I'll ^Cfight ye a' noo ^Eone by one On the ^AmDowie Dens o' ^FYar^Amrow

So it's three he slew and ^Cthree with^Amdrew An' ^Fthree he wounded sair^Ely 'Til her ^Cbrother, he came ^Ein beyond And he ^Amwounded him maist ^Ffoul^Amly

"Gae hame, gae hame, ye ^Cfause young ^Amman And ^Fbring yer sister sor^Erow For her ^Cain true love lies ^Epale and wan On the ^AmDowie Dens o' ^FYar^Amrow”

"Oh mither, I hae ^Cdreamed a ^Amdream A ^Fdream o' doul and sor^Erow I dreamed I was ^Cpu'ing the heathery ^Ebells On the ^AmDowie Dens o' ^FYar^Amrow"

"Oh, daughter dear, I ^Cken yer ^Amdream And I ^Fdoobt it will bring sor^Erow For yer ^Cain true love lies ^Epale and wan On the ^AmDowie Dens o' ^FYar^Amrow"

An' so she's run ower ^Cyon high, high ^Amhill An' ^Fdoon by the den sae nar^Erow And it's ^Cthere she spied her ^Edear lover, John Lyin' ^Ampale and deid on ^FYar^Amrow

And so she's washed his face an' she's ^Ckaimed his ^Amhair As ^Faft she'd done afore-^Eo And she's ^Cwrapped it 'roond her ^Emiddle sae sma' And she's ^Amcarried him hame tae ^FYar^Amrow

"Oh haud yer tongue, my ^Cdaughter ^Amdear What ^Fneed for a' this sor^Erow? I'll ^Cwed ye tae a ^Efar better man Than the ^Amone who's slain on ^FYar^Amrow"

"Oh faither, ye hae ^Cseven ^Amsons And ye may ^Fwed them a' the mor^Erow But the ^Cfairest floo'er a^Emang them a' Was the ^Amplooboy lad fae ^FYar^Amrow”

"Oh mother, mother ^Cmak my ^Ambed And ^Fmak it saft and nar^Erow For ^Cmy love died for ^Eme this day And I'll ^Amdie for him t^Fomor^Amrow"