| Lyrics: | King O' Luve
Eastmuir king and Wastmuir king
And King o' Luve, a' three
It's
they cast kevils them amang
Aboot a gay lady
Eastmuir king, he won the gold
And
Westmuir king, the fee
But the King o' Luve, wi' his lands sae broad
He's won the fair
lady
These twa kings, they made an oath
That be it as it may
They would slay
him, King o' Luve
Upon his wedding day
Eastmuir king, he broke his oath
An sair
penance did he
But Westmuir king, he made it oot
An' an ill death may he
die
Child #89
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filename[ KINGLUVE
recorded by
Hermes Nye on Ballad Reliques
SF
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