Biggest frissant I ever got from a folksong was in THE CRUEL MOTHER

One day she walked by her father's hall
And saw two bonny boys playing ball.
'Oh bonny boys if you had been mine
I'd have dressed you all in silk so fine'.
'Oh bloody woman, we once were thine
But we ne'er saw none of your silk so fine.
All we saw was your penknife
When you slit our throats and took our life'

If it doesn't work on the page, get the recording of Lucy Stewart singing it.