Lyrics Susie Clelland by Traditional

There lived a lady in Scotland
O my love, o my love
There lived a lady in Scotland
O my love so early
There lived a lady in Scotland
She's fallen in love with an Englishman
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be married in Dundee

The father to the daughter came
The father to the daughter came
The father to the daughter came
Saying will you forsake that Englishman?
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be married in Dundee

I will not that man forsake
O my love, o my love
I will not that man forsake
I will not that man forsake
Though you should burn me at the stake
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be married in Dundee

Where can I get a fine young boy
Where can I get a fine young boy
Where can I get a fine young boy
To carry the tidings to my joy?
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be married in Dundee
Up and spoke a fine young boy
Up and spoke a fine young boy
O my love so early
Up and spoke a fine young boy
I'll carry the tidings to your joy
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be married in Dundee

Give to him this little pen-knife
Give to him this little pen-knife
Give to him this little pen-knife
Tell him to get him another wife
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be married in Dundee

Give to him this fine gold ring
Give to him this fine gold ring
Give to him this fine gold ring
Tell him I'm going to my burning
For bonnie Susie Clelland's to be buried in Dundee

Her father dragged her to the stake
O my love, o my love
Her father dragged her to the stake
O my love so early
Her father dragged her to the stake
Her mother there the fire did make
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be buried in Dundee
O my love, o my love
O my love so early

There lived a lady in Scotland
O my love, o my love
There lived a lady in Scotland
O my love so early
There lived a lady in Scotland
She's fallen in love with an Englishman
Bonnie Susie Clelland's to be buried in Dundee