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Tam Lin (traditional)

Oh, i forbid you maidens all, that wear gold in your hair.
to come or go by Carterhaugh, for young Tam Lin is there.

If you go by Carterhaugh, you must leave him a wad.
either your rings or green mantle, or else your maidenhead.

She's away o'er gravel green, and o'er the gravel brown.
she's away to Carterhaugh, to flower herself a gown.

She had not pulled a rosy rose, a rose but barely one.
when by came this brisk young man, says, lady let alone.

How dare you pull my rose, madam?, how dare you break my tree?
how dare you come to Carterhaugh, without the leave of me?

'well may i pull the rose', she said, well may i break the tree.
for Carterhaugh it's my father's, i'll ask no leave of thee.

oh, in Carterhaugh, in Carterhaugh
oh, in Carterhaugh, in Carterhaugh

instrumentaal 1 couplet laag, 1 couplet hoog, 1 couplet laag

he took her by the milk-white hand, and there he laid her down.
and there he asked no leave of her, as she lay on the ground.

'oh tell me, tell me', then she said, oh tell me who art thee.
'my name it is Tam Lin', he said, and this is my story.

as it fell out upon a day, a-hunting i did ride.
there came a wind out of the north, and pulled me betide.

and drowsy, drowsy as i was, the sleep upon me fell.
the queen of fairies she was there, and took me to herself.

oh, in Carterhaugh, in Carterhaugh
oh, in Carterhaugh, in Carterhaugh

at the end of every seven years, they pay a tithe to hell.
and i'm so fair and full of flesh, i'm feared 'twill be myself.