MAID AND THE ROBBER



A beautiful fair maid in London did dwell

For wit and for beauty none could her excell

For the keeping of her home for seven long years

And what followed after you soon shall hear



She's ta'en her box upon her head and carried it along

The first that she met was a stout and able man

He says, "My pretty fair maid, where are you going this way?

Oh I'll show you the nigh road accross the country"



He took her by the hand and he led her to a glen

"Now my pretty fair maid, I mean to tell you plain

Deliver up your money without work or strife

Or this very moment I will take away your life"



This pretty fair maid fell a-trembling with fear

Not knowing where to run or how to get clear

But as he was a-fumbling a-feeling for his knife

This pretty fair maid she took away his life



She's ta'en her box upon her head and carried it along

The next that she met was a noble gentleman

He says, "My pretty fair maid, where are you going so late

Or what was the noise I heard at yonder gate?"



She took him by the hand and she led him to the place

Where the stout and able fellow lay bleeding on his face

"He tried for to rob me, but I soon let him know

That feeling for his pocket knife did prove his overthrow"



They riped his pockets to see what he had got

They found some loaded pistols, some powder and some shot

They got four loaded pistols, some powder and some balls

And a whistle to put to his mouth the robbers for to call



He put the whistle to his mouth, he blew it load and shrill

And four gallant horsemen came riding o'er the hill

This gentleman shot one of them, and that was speedily

And this pretty fair maid she shot the other three



"Now my pretty fair maid, for what you have done

I'll make you my bride, love, and that before it's long

I'll make you my bride love and that before it's long

For the acting of your part and the firing of your gun"



@outlaw

printed in Gavin Grieg

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