Lord Randal

(an Anglo-Scottish border ballad)

Where have you been all the day,
Lord Randal, my son?
Where have you been all the day,
My handsome young man?

I've been to my sweetheart, mother.
I've been to my sweetheart, mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

What have you been eating,
Lord Randal, my son?
What have you been eating,
My handsome young man?

O eels and eel broth mother.
O eels and eel broth mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

Where did she get them from,
Lord Randal, my son?
Where did she get them from,
My handsome young man?

From hedges and ditches, mother.
From hedges and ditches, mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

What was the colour on their skin,
Lord Randal, my son?
What was the colour on their skin,
My handsome young man?

O spickit and sparkit, mother.
O spickit and sparkit, mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

What will you leave your father,
Lord Randal my son?
What will you leave your father,
My handsome young man?

My land and houses, mother.
My land and houses, mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

What will you leave your mother,
Lord Randal my son?
What will you leave your mother,
My handsome young man?

My gold and silver mother.
My gold and silver mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

What will you leave your brother,
Lord Randal my son?
What will you leave your brother,
My handsome young man?

My cows and horses, mother.
My cows and horses, mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.

What will you leave your lover,
Lord Randal my son?
What will you leave your lover,
My handsome young man?

A rope to hang her, mother.
A rope to hang her, mother.

Make my bed soon
For I'm sick to my heart
And I fain would lie down.



An older version of Lord Randall


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RT:tlf     March 2011