Down in yon valley there was a fine wedding Oh, but the bride she had proved to be unkind When looking back on their bygone lover Her former true lover came in at the time Supper being ended and all things over It was proposed to sing the bride a song The song it was sung by yon bygone lover And unto the bride this song it did belong Many a one has been seven years absent Many a one has returned again But I have been only three years absent And an inconstant lover to me ye have been Oh, how could you sit at another man's table How could you drink of another man's wine How could you lie in another man's arms When often and often you said you'd lie in mine The bride being seated at the end of the table Every word was spoken, she marked it full well To bear up the company no more was she able So unto the bridegroom these words she did tell I'm going to ask of you, to ask of you a favour This being the first one you've granted to me You'll grant me the sign if you'll lie with my mammy And aye, aye and after and I'll lie with ye In asking and asking this favour was granted Sighing and sobbing she went tae her bed But early, oh early the very next morning This bonnie young la**ie was found lying dead Surprising, surprising, to all ye young women To see one so early cut off in her bloom Tonight ye may be walking and wi' sweethearts talking And early in the morning be cold in the tomb First I'll put on a green coat of velvet This I will wear for one month or two And then I'll put on the green and the yellow And aye, aye and after the orange and the blue If anyone do ask me, do ask me the reason Why I do wear such a costly array I'll tell the reason, the very plain reason Because that my true love lies cold in the clay