The Rashy Moor
Greig-Duncan #1215E

9. Now all ye people that stand aside,
Woe be to this false woman's pride;
She is stubborn-hearted and would not bow,
She's been the death of her lover true.

10. Now when I am dead and gone,
You'll write this on my burial stone, —
She is stubborn-hearted and would not bow,
She's been the death of her lover true.

8. Ye'll bring to me my honey sweet,
And she'll put on my winding sheet;
And bring to me my darling doo,
And she'll lay me in my coffin too.

These additional verses for 1215D furnished by Mrs Cruickshank, Greciehill, New Deer - collected by Greig
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