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Her mother dear led her through the close,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay;
And her brother John set her on the horse,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.

She lean'd her o'er the saddle bow,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay;
To give him a kiss ere she did go,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.

He has ta'en a knife, baith lang and sharp,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay;
And stabb'd the bonnie bride to the heart
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.

She hadna ridden half through the town,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay,
Until her heart's blood stained her gown,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly.

"Ride saftly on," said the best young man,
"With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay;
For I think our bonnie bride looks pale and wan,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly."

"O, lead me gently up yon hill,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay;
And I'll there sit down, and make my will,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly."

"O, what will you leave to your father dear,
With a heigh-ho! and a lily gay?"
"The silver shod steed that brought me here,
As the primrose spreads so sweetly."