1: May she comes and may she goes,
Down by the hollin tree,
There she seen a brisk young squire,
As fair, as fair was he.

2: May she comes and may she goes,
Down by the hollin tree;
And there she's seen a brisk young squire,
As fair as fair was he.

3: “Gie tae me your naidenhead,
Gie tae me your mantle green,
If ye’ll no gie me your maidenhead,
Gie tae me your mantle green.”

4: He’s taen her by the milk-white hand,
And he’s lain her gently down;
Ach, an when he’s raised her up again,
Gien her a silver comb.

5: “Perhaps there my be bairns,” she said,
“Perhaps there may be nane;
But if you are a courtier,
Pray tell to me your name.”

6: “I am no courtier,” said he,
“But I’m new come frae the sea;”
“I am no courtier,” says he,
“But when I courted thee.”

7: “Ma name is Jock when I’m abroad,
Sometimes they call me John;
But when I’m in ma faither’s hoose,
Jock Randall it is my name.”

8: “You lie, you lie, you false young man,
So loud I hear you lie;
For I am John Randall’s yae daughter,
And he has no more than me.”

9: “You lie, you lie, you false young maid,
So loud I hear you lie;
For I am John Randall’s yae son,
And I’m new come fraw the sea.”

10: She’s put her hand all in her breast,
Drawn forth there of a knife;
And she’s placed it in her ain heart’s blood,
And she’s taen away her life.

11: It’s soon he’s hied him o’er the brae,
His faither dear to see,
“Ochon, ochon for my bonny hind,
Beneath the Holland tree.”

12: “What needs you cry for your hind,” says he,
“What needs you cry,” says he;
For there’s aucht score hinds in yonder green,
And aucht score there to see.

13: “What needs yiu cry for your hinds,” says he,
“What needs you cry,” says he.
“Oh were you at your sister’s bower,
Your sister fair to see?
You’ll think nae mair of your bonny hind.
Aneath the Holland tree.”