Clerk Saunders and May Margaret Were walking on yon gravelled green Sad and heavy was the love I wot it fell this twa between "A bed, a bed," Clerk Saunders said "A bed, a bed for you and me" "Oh no, oh no," the lady cried "Until the day we mairrit be For in will come my seven brithers And a' their torches burnin' bright They'll say we hae but yin sister And here she's lying wi' you this night" "You'll tak the sword frae my scabbard And loowly, loowly lift the gin And ye maun swear a solemn oath Ye'll never let Clerk Saunders in" "You'll tak me in your airms twa And carry me ben untae yer bed And ye maun swear a solemn oath Across your bower I ne'er did tread" They werenae lang untae the room They werenae lang untae the bed When in there cam her seven brithers And a' their torches were burnin' red Oot then spak the first brither "It's lang since ere this love began" Oot then spak the second brither "It's a sin tae kill a sleepin' man" Oot then spak the third brither "We'd better gang and let them be" Oot then spak the neist o' them "You'll no be killed this nicht for me" Oot then spak the fifth brither Aye and an' angry man was he "I bear the sword in my right hand That will gar Clerk Saunders dee" He's taen oot his lang, lang sword That he had strappit through the strae And through and through Clerk Saunders' body I wot he has garred iron gae "Awake, awake, Clerk Saunders," she says "Awake, awake for sin and shame For the day is light, the sun shines bright And I'm afraid we will be taen" Aye she waukened this dead man Aye she rocked him to and fro Aye she waukened this dead man But of his death she did not know "I'll do as much for ye, Clerk Saunders Whatever ladies wouldnae thole 'Til seven years has passed and gane There's nae a shoe gaes on my sole There'll ne'er be a sark upon by back There'll ne'er be a kaim-straik through my hair There'll ne'er be coal or candle light Shine in my bower nae mare"