English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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	Young Hunting E

	75K-free - ly give them un - to thee,thee,thee,I'll free - ly give them un-to thee. 2 I won't come in, or I won't sit down, Or stay all night with thee, For there is another pretty girl in old Scotland That I love more better than thee. 3 She had a sharp knife within her right hand, She pierced him heartilee. 4 I will come down and I must come down And stay all night with thee. There is nary nother pretty girl in old Scotland That I love more better than thee. 5 O live, Lord Henry, she cried, One hour, or two, or three, And all these costly cards I wear around my waist I'll freely give them unto thee. 6 I can't live, nor I won't live, One hour, nor two, nor three, And all the costly cards you wear around your waist Will do no good for me. 7 She tuk him by his lily-white hand, She drug him to the well, Which you know was cold and deep. She says .... 8 Lie there, love Henry, she cried, Till the flesh all rots off your poor bones And all your pretty girls in old Scotland Will mourn for your return. 52