Lived a lady by the north sea shore
lay the band tae the bonny broom
two daughters wear the beirn she bore
fa la la la la la la
One she was bright as the sun
so coalblack grew the elder one
A knight came right into the ladies door
he travelled far for to be their wore
He courted one ay with gloves and ring
but he loved the other above all things
Come sister, sister want you go with me
and see the ship'sail upon the sea
And as they stood on that windy shore
the elder sister pushed the younger off
Two minstrels walking down the north sea strand
they found the maiden afloat at land
they made a harp out of her breast bone
the sound of which would melt heart of stone
They took three locks of her yellow hair
and weeded strings for that harp so rare
All the things played beneath the bone
and surely know, her tears will flow
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