Lord Randal

Lyric as sung by Dick Gaughan

Oh an whaur hae ye bin, Lord Randal my son?
Oh an whaur hae ye bin, ma bonnie young man?
A hae bin tae the greenwoods, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

An whaur ate ye yer supper, Lord Randal my son?
An whaur ate ye yer supper, ma bonnie young man?
A ate wi ma sweethert, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

An whit ate ye at yer sweethert's, Lord Randal my son?
An whit ate ye at yer sweethert's, ma bonnie young man?
A hid eels biylt in eel-bree, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

An whaur are yer guid hounds, Lord Randal my son?
An whaur are yer guid hounds, ma bonnie young man?
Thae swellt an thae died, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

Och A fear ye are piysint, Lord Randal my son?
Och A fear ye are piysint, ma bonnie young man?
Och yes A am piysint, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

Whit leave ye tae yer brither, Lord Randal my son?
Whit leave ye tae yer brither, ma bonnie young man?
Ma launs an ma houses, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

Whit leave ye tae yer sister, Lord Randal my son?
Whit leave ye tae yer sister, ma bonnie young man?
Ma rings an ma gowd, mither, mak ma bed sune
Fur A'm wearie wi the huntin an fain wad lie doun

Whit leave ye tae yer sweethert, Lord Randal my son?
Whit leave ye tae yer sweethert, ma bonnie young man?
The rope an the halter that hings on yon tree
An thair lat her hing for the piysnin o me


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