Here you go, Roberto. This is my best shot. Hopefully, some knowlegeable 'Catters will make any necessary corrections. I tried to follow MacColl's pronunciations and, where possible, checked spellings with glossaries in Child and Buchan & Hall. At other points, I put what it sounded like - eg, 'yin' (meaning the other one) could be 'y'ane'. Whatever, I hope the transcription is good enough for your purposes.All the best, Stewie.
LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNIE (THE BROWN GIRL)
Lord Thomas he was a very fine man
Went oot tae hunt his career (?)
Fair Annie she was the fairest woman
That ever the sun shone on
That ever the sun shone onLord Thomas he spoke a word in jest
And Annie took it ill
He said 'I'll marry nane o' your mean maidens
Wi'oot my parents will' (2)Then Thomas he is hame tae his mither
And bowed low doon tae his knee
'Oh shall I wed the nut brown maiden
Or shall I wed fair Annie?' (2)'The nut brown maid has cows an yowes
And Annie she has nane
And, for my blessin's, my son Thomas,
I pray ye let her alane' (2)Then oot did spak his little sister
Stood by her nurse's knee
'Oh marry ye your fair Annie
And let the ither yin be (2)'A cow may dee in her coven
And an ox may droon in the mire
But marry ye your fair Annie
Ye'll get your hert's desire (2)'A cow may dee in her coven
Or an ox may hang in the plow
But marry ye your fair Annie
And ye'll get gear anew' (2)Lord Thomas he's gane to Annie's bower door
And tirled low at the pin
Nae readier was than fair Annie
Tae let Lord Thomas in (2)'It's will ye come tae my weddin', Annie,
The morn's tae be the day'
'It's never a fit (?), said fair Annie
Unless the bride I'll be' (2)Lord Thomas he gade up the high, high way
And Annie she gade doon the glen
And Annie shone as fair alane
As Thomas and a' his men (2)'Oh whaur got ye the water, Annie
That washed ye sae clean?'
'I got it by my mither's bower door
Beneath a marble stane' (2)'Oh ye maun wear my hat, Annie
And ye maun wear my love
Until my wife hae born a son
And that will end oor love' (2)'I winna wear your hat, Lord Thomas
I winna wear your love
But ye maun git your nut brown maid
Tae her ye constant prove' (2)Then he sent hame with fair Annie
His hert and his hert's bleed
But ere the hoor o' twel' o'clock
Fair Annie she was deid (2)Then Thomas he's gane tae Annie's bower door
And tirled low at the pin
Nae readier was than Annie's mither
Tae let Lord Thomas in (2)'Oh deal ye well at my love's leak
The white bread and the wine
And ere the morn at this time
Ye'll deal as well at mine' (2)The yen was laid in Mary's kirk
And the other in Mary's choir
And fae the yin there sprung a bark
Fae the other there sprung a briar (2)Source: Ewan MacColl 'The English and Scottish Popular Ballads (Child Ballads) Folkways Records FG 3509.