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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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Leezie Lindsay

LIZIE LINDSAY—G

[_]

Notes and Queries, Third Series, I, 463; “from recitation, September, 1828.”

1

Will you go to the Highlands wi me, Leezie?
Will you go to the Highlands wi me?
Will you go to the Highlands wi me, Leezie?
And you shall have curds and green whey.’

2

Then up spoke Leezie's mother,
A gallant old lady was she;
‘If you talk so to my daughter,
High hanged I'll gar you be.’

3

And then she changed her coaties,
And then she changed them to green,
And then she changed her coaties,
Young Donald to gang wi.

4

But the roads grew broad and broad,
And the mountains grew high and high,
Which caused many a tear
To fall from Leezie's eye.

5

But the roads grew broad and broad
And the mountains grew high and high,
Till they came to the glens of Glen Koustie,
And out there came an old die.

6

‘You're welcome here, Sir Donald,
And your fair ladie,
[OMITTED]
[OMITTED]

7

‘O call not me Sir Donald,
But call me Donald your son,
And I will call you mother,
Till this long night be done.’

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8

These words were spoken in Gaelic,
And Leezie did not them ken;
These words were spoken in Gaelic,
And then plain English began.

9

‘O make her a supper, mother,
O make her a supper wi me;
O make her a supper, mother,
Of curds and green whey.’
[OMITTED]

10

‘You must get up, Leezie Lindsay,
[OMITTED]
You must get up, Leezie Lindsay,
For it is far in the day.’

11

And then they went out together,
And a braw new bigging saw she,
And out cam Lord Macdonald,
And his gay companie.

12

‘You're welcome here, Leezie Lindsay,
The flower of a' your kin,
And you shall be Lady Macdonald,
Since you have got Donald, my son.’