PLease, help me with this transcription. No notes at all on the lp about the source. I've put a question mark where I'm not sure of what I've written down. Thanks. R

Proud Lady Margaret
Chris Coe, on Pete & Chris Coe, Out of Season, Out of Rhyme, Trailer LER 2098, 1976.

I have come here to your castle wall
All for the love of thee
And if you will not grant me love
Then this night for thee I'll die

Oh, you must read my riddles – she said
And answer me questions three
And if you read them wrong – she said
Then it's surely you will die

Oh, what's the flower, the very first flower
Springs up (??)with the moor and dale?
And what's the bird, the bonnie bonnie bird
Sings on the evening gale?

Oh, primrose is the very first flower
Springs up (??) with the moor and dale
The thristlecock is the bonniest bird
Sings on the evening gale

Oh, what's the smallest coin - she said
That can buy my castles round?
And what's the smallest boat - she said
That can sail the wide world round?

How ever many small pennies
Make thrice three thousand pound?
And many are the small fishes
That swim the salt seas round?

I am your brother John – he said
'Though I know that you know not me
I cannot rest into my grave
All from the pride of thee

Oh, when you go in at yon church door
With the yellow gold in your hair
It's you care more for your weel (???) red locks
Than you do for the morning prayer

If you're my brother John – she said
Then this night I'll go with thee
You've ill-washed hands and feet – he said
For to gang to the clay wi' me

Leave pride, Janet, leave pride, Janet
Leave pride and vanitie
To trek (?) the road that I have come
Much changed you must be

Oh, he found her in her stately ha
A-combing her yellow hair
He left her on her sick, sick bed
A-sheding the sault, sault tear