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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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The Bonnie Wee Croodlin Dow

LORD RANDAL—J

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Motherwell's MS., p. 238. From the recitation of Miss Maxwell, of Brediland.

1

O whare hae ye been a' day, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?
O whare hae ye been a' day, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?’
‘I've been at my step-mother's; oh mak my bed, mammie, now!
I've been at my step-mother's; oh mak my bed, mammie, now!’

2

‘O what did ye get at your step-mother's, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?’
[_]

[Twice.]


‘I gat a wee wee fishie; oh mak my bed. mammie, now!’
[_]

[Twice.]



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3

‘O whare gat she the wee fishie, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?’
‘In a dub before the door; oh mak my bed, mammie, now!’

4

‘What did ye wi the wee fishie, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?’
‘I boild it in a wee pannie; oh mak my bed, mammy, now!’

5

‘Wha gied ye the banes o the fishie till, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?’
‘I gied them till a wee doggie; oh mak my bed, mammie, now!’

6

‘O whare is the little wee doggie, my bonnie wee croodlin dow?
O whare is the little wee doggie, my bonnie wee croodlin doo?’
‘It shot out its fit and died, and sae maun I do too;
Oh mak my bed, mammy, now, now, oh mak my bed, mammy, now!’