Yarrow Lyrics by Carolyn Hester
There was a lady in the north
I ne’er could find her marrow
She was courted by nine gentlemen
And a poor plough boy frae Yarrow
These nine sat drinkin’ at the wine
Sat drinkin’ wine in Yarrow
They made a vow amongst themselves
They would fight for her in Yarrow
As he walked down yon high, high hill
And down the halls of Yarrow
There he spied nine armed men
Come to fight with him in Yarrow
And there they flew, and therе he slew
And therе he wounded sorely
‘Til her brother John came in beyond
And wounded him most foully
“O Father dear, I dreamed a dream
A dream of tears and sorrow
I dreamed I was pullin’ the heather bell
On the doughy dens of Yarrow”
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Carolyn Hester Lyrics – Yarrow