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Lyrics for Swan Swims Bonnie Two Sisters by Unknown:
| | | Artist: | Unknown |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Swan Swims Bonnie Two Sisters | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 207 | | | | Lyrics: | The Swan Swims Bonnie (Two Sisters)
There were twa sisters that liv'd in a bower
Hi ho and sae bonnie-O
And there cam' a bonnie laddie tae be their wooer
And the swans
they swim sae bonnie-O
Oh sister, oh sister, will ye come for a walk?
And I'll show
ye wonders afore ye come back.
Oh sister, oh sister, pit your fit on yon stane
And
I'll show ye wonders afore we go hame.
So she's pit her fit upon yon stane,
And sae
slyly her sister has pushed her in the stream.
Oh sister, oh sister, come gie me your
hand
And I'll gie ye my houses and half o' my land.
Oh sister, oh sister, ye winna
get my hand
And I'll still hae gour houses and a' o' your land.
Sometimes she sank
and sometimes she swam
Until she has come tae the miller's mill dam.
The miller he
cam' oot and he looked intae his dam
Says, "Here is a maid or a milk white
swan."
He's lifted her oot and he's laid her on a stane
And three fiddlers spied her
as they walked along.
The first ane o' them's ta'en three lengths o' her hair
Says,
"This'll mak' me strings for a fiddle sae rare."
The second ane o'them, he has ta'en her
finger banes
Says, "This'll mak' the fiddle some fine fiddle pins."
But the third
ane o' them he has ta'en her breist bane,
Says," This'll mak' a fiddle that'll play a tune its
lane."
They've picked the fiddle up and it's they've gane on their way,
Till they've come
tae her faither's castle that stood sae high.
They gaed in and they sat doon tae
dine,
When they laid the fiddle by, it began tae play its lane.
The first tune it
played: "There's my father, the King"
And the second that it played: "There's my mither the
Queen."
But the third that it played: "There's my fause sister Jean
And sae slyly
she pushed me intae the running stream."
Then up and there spk' her fause sister
Jean,
Says, "We'll pey these three fiddlers and let them be gone."
Then up and there
spak', it's her father the King,
"I'll pey these three fiddlers tae play that tune
again."
They've built a fire that would near burn a stane,
And intae the middle o't
they've pushed her sister Jean.
Child #10
From the Scottish Folksinger, Buchan and
Hall
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