Eppie Morrie (Child 223) Ewan MacColl

Four and twenty hieland men cam' frae the Carron side
To steal awa' Eppie Morrie for she wouldna be a bride
A bride
She wouldna be a bride

Then oot it's cam her mither, then, it was a moonlicht nicht
She couldna see her dochter, for the waters shone sae bricht
“Haud awa' frae me, mither! Haud awa' frae me!
There's no' a man in a' Strathdon, shall wedded be wi' me."

They've taken Eppie Morrie, then, and a horse they've bound her on;
And they ha'e rid to the minister's hoose as fast as horse could gang
Then Willie's ta'en his pistol oot and set it to the minister's breist;

"O, marry me, marry me, minister, or else I'll be your priest."
"Haud awa' frae me, Willie! Haud awa' frae me!
I daurna avow to marry you, except she's willing as thee."

“Haud awa' frae me, good sir, haud awa' frae me!
There's no' a man in a' Strathdon shall married be by me."
They've taken Eppie Morrie then, sin' better couldna
And they ha'e rid ower Carron side, as fast as horse could flee

Then mass was sung and bells were rung and they're awa’ his shoon
And Willie and Eppie Morrie, in ane bed they were laid
He's ta'en the sark frae aff his back and kicked awa his shoon
And thrawn awa' the chaumer key, and naked he lay doon