Hi,

Fragment from James Madison Carpenter Collection, JMC/1/4/L, p. 07507, has an unusual last line.

Young Donald- sung by Mrs A. Cameron of Keeth, Scotland, 1931.

1. "What got you for supper, young Donald, my son?
What got you for supper, my gallant young man?"
"I'm afraid I've got poison, mother make my bed soon,
For life is a burden, an' I'd fain lay it doon."

2. "What'll you leave to your father, young Donald my son
What'll you leave to your father, my gallant young man?"
"My gold and my silver, mother, make my bed soon,
For life is a burden, an' I'd fain lay it doon."

3. "What'll ye leave to your brothers, young Donald, my son?
What'll ye leave to your brothers, my gallant young man?"
"My boxes and property, mother, make my bed soon,
For life is a burden, an' I'd fain lay it doon."

4. "What'd ye leave to your sweetheart, young Donald, my son?
What'd ye leave to your sweetheart, my gallant young man?"
"The rope an' the gallows, that hangs on yon tree,
And she will get that for the poisonin' o' me."
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Richie