Bonnie Susie Cleland

There lived a lady in Scotland
Hey my love and ho my joy
There lived a lady in Scotland
Wha dearly lo'd me
There lived a lady in Scotland
She's fa'n in love wi' an Englishman
And bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee.

The faither tae the dochter cam'
Sayin, "Will ye forsake yer Englishman?"
And bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee.

"If ye'll no' that Englishman forsake
Then I maun burn ye at the stake"
And bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee.

"I'll no' that Englishman forsake
Though ye may burn me at the stake"
And bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee.

"Oh whaur will I get a little wee boy
Tae carry tidings tae my joy
That bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee?"

"Here am I a pretty wee boy
An' I'll carry tidings tae yer joy
That bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee."

"O gie tae him my right hand glove
Tell him tae get another love
For bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee."

"Gie tae him this gay gowd ring
Tell him I'm gaun tae my burnin'
And bonnie Susie Cleland's tae be burnt in Dundee."

Her faither he ca'd up the stake
Her brither he the fire did make
And bonnie Susie Cleland was burnt in Dundee.

This from Jean Redpath's beautiful and chilling recording of the song, with a significantly different melody (much better, I think) than the one on the DT database, which, for mysterious reasons, I failed to find. Why SCLELAND?

Malcolm Douglas