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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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The Wee Wee Man

THE WEE WEE MAN—C

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Scott's Minstrelsy, II, 234, ed. 1802, incorporated with ‘The Young Tamlane.’ From recitation.

1

'Twas down by Carterhaugh, father,
I walked beside the wa,
And there I saw a wee wee man,
The least that eer I saw.

2

His legs were skant a shathmont lang,
Yet umber was his thie;
Between his brows there was ae span,
And between his shoulders three.

3

He's taen and flung a meikle stane,
As far as I could see;
I could na, had I been Wallace wight,
Hae lifted it to my knee.

4

‘O wee wee man, but ye be strang!
Where may thy dwelling be?’
‘It's down beside yon bonny bower;
Fair lady, come and see.’

5

On we lap, and away we rade,
Down to a bonny green;
We lighted down to bait our steed,
And we saw the fairy queen.

6

With four and twenty at her back,
Of ladies clad in green;
Tho the King of Scotland had been there,
The worst might hae been his queen.

7

On we lap, and away we rade,
Down to a bonny ha;
The roof was o the beaten goud,
The floor was of chrystal a'.

8

And there were dancing on the floor,
Fair ladies jimp and sma;
But in the twinkling o an eye,
They sainted clean awa.