There was an old man in the old country
Most gently
There was an old man in the old country
And he had daughters one two three
Oh dear me
There was a young scholar went a-courting there
And he courted the younger of the pair
He bought for the younger a fine gold ring
And for the older not one thing
He bought for the younger a beaver’s hat
And the older she got mad at that
Oh sister will you take a walk with me
And we will see the Greenwood tree
As they went crossing the saucy brim
The older shoved the younger in
Oh sister will you reach me down your hand
And you may have my house and land
I will not reach you down my hand
And I will not have your house and land
Oh sister will you reach me down your glove
And you may have my own true love
I will not reach you down my glove
And I will not have your own true love
As she went floating down the mill pond
The miller he took her to be a swan
The miller throwed out his hook and line
And caught her in the dress so fine
The miller was hung in his own mill gate
For the drowning of my sister Kate
Other versions | Year | |||
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Francis Grove | 1656 | compare | compare all | |
Brown | 1783 | compare | ||
Kinloch | 1820's | compare | ||
Quiller-Couch | A | 1910 | compare | |
B | 1910 | compare | ||
Clannad | 1976 | compare |