Wondering if anyone else has seen or heard this song anywhere? I found it contained as part of a tale called The Maid of Livingstone, in an 1843 book of old Scottish tales. The writer explains that they are stanzas of an old ballad, of which he "has heard much more in his youth" and "seems in all probability to allude to the heroine of the story" (which is a tragedy about a betrothal, a witch's prophecy and a river drowning of 4 brothers, inc the bridegroom).

And it was my bridal morn, my love,
And the sun rose bright and fair,
Twas the last sun of joy that rose on my sight,
For lang lang ere he had sunk in night,
There was joy to me nae mair, my love,
There was joy to me nae mair!

Now the Livingstone bowers are green, my love
And green its birken shaw:
And the wild rose blooms in Fininess dell,
And the heath flower is red on Duchrae fell,
But joy is far awa, my love,
But joy is far awa!

Here's a tear to our broken hopes, my love,
The last that shall lea' my ee;
For lo! secure from all rude alarms
Sound sound I will sleep in my William's arms,
In the deep and the faithless Dee, my love,
In the deep and the faithless Dee!


Very interested if anyone knows anything more, or where I might look further. Thanks.