Sheath and Knife (Roud 3960; Child 16) Ewan MacColl

There was a sister and her brither
The sun gaes tae oot owre the wood
Wha maist entirely loved each other
God, gif we had never been sib

Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
The sun gaes tae oot owre the wood
O sister, I would lay thee doon
God, gif we had never been sib

Brither, alas, would ye dae sae?
The sun gaes tae oot owre the wood
I sooner would my deith gang taе
God, gif we had never been sib

A' thе folk they talk through ither
The sun gaes tae oot owre the wood
That the lass is wi' bairn to her brither
God, gif we had never been sib

O, brither ye hae done me ill
The sun gaes tae oot owre the wood
And we will baith burn on yon hill
God, gif we had never been sib

Ye'll gang tae my faither's stable
The sun gaes tae oot owre the wood
And tak' twa horses stout and able
God, gif we had never been sib