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Earl Brand Wake you up, wake you up, you seven sleepers And do take warning of me; O do take care of your oldest daughter dear For your youngest are going with me. He mounted her up on his bonny, bonny brown Himself on the dark apple grey, He grewn (drew) his buckles down by his side And away he went singing away. Get tou up, get tou up, my seven sons bold Get on your arms so bright; For it never shall be said that a daughter of mine Shall lie with a lord all night. He rode, he rode that livelong day Along with his lady so dear, Until he saw her seventh brother come And her father were walking so near. Get you down, get you down, Lady Margaret, he cried And hold my horse for awhile, Until I can fight your seventh brother bold And your father is walking so nigh. She held, she held, she better, better held And never shedded one tear, Until she saw her seventh brother fall And her father she loved so dear. Do you choose for to go? Lady Margaret, he cried, Do you choose for to go or to stay? O I'll go, I'll go, Lord Thomas, she cried For you've left me without any guide. He mounted her up on his bonny, bonny brown Himself on the dark apple grey, He grewn (drew) his buckles down by his side And away he went bleeding away. He rode, he rode, that livelong noght Till he came to his mother's stand; Get you down, get you down, Lady Margaret, he cried So that we can rest for a while. It's mother, mother, make my bed And fix it smooth and wide, And lie my lady down by my side So that we can rest awhile. Lord Thomas he died by midnight, Lady Margaret before it was day; And the old woman for the loss of her son And there was several lives lost. Note: The last line sums it all up, neatly. RG Child #7 Laws M27 From Sharpe and Karpeles, 1932 Collected from Mrs. Lizzie Gibson, VA 1918 RG
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