[Verse 1]
"Riddle me, riddle me mother" he said
"It's riddle me [?]
Whether should I marry the dun broon bride
Or bring fair Annie hame-oh"
"The dun bride she has horse and cow
Fair Annie she's got nae no
So it's if you tak your old mother's advice
You'd take the dun bride hame-oh
He's dressed himself all in the green
And his merry men all in white-oh
And it's every town that he came to
They took him for some knight-oh
And when he came to fair Annie's gate
He's tirled [?] at the pin-oh
There was nane so ready as Annie herself
For to rise and let him in-oh
"What news, what news" fair Annie cried
"What news" hae you for me-oh?
"I've come to bid you to my wedding
And that's sad news for ye-oh"
"Well it's gey sad news to me" she said
"The saddest you could tell
It's gey sad news to me" she said
"Should I bring the bride herself?"
[Verse 2]
"Riddle me, riddle me, mother" she said
"it's riddle me [?]
Whether should I go to Lord Thomas's wedding
Or just now stay at hame-oh?"
"Lord Thomas he has [?]
Fair Annie you've got nae no
So it's if you tak your old mother's advice
You would just now stay at hame-oh
But she's dressed herself all in her white
And her merry maids all in green-oh
And it's every town that she came to
They took her for some queen-oh
She had four and twenty milk-white swans
Atwixt her and the Moon-oh
And four and twenty milk-white swans
Atwixt her and the Sun-oh
And when she came to Lord Thomas's gate
She's tirled [?] at the pin-oh
There was nane so ready as Thomas himself
For to rise and let her in-oh
He's tane her by the milk-white hand
And let her through hall-oh
And sat her in a golden chair
Amongst her maiden's all-oh
And up then spake the dun broon bride
"And it's oh-so bold" said she-oh
[?] where did you get that watery flower
That washed ye so bright-oh?"
And up then spake fair Annie dear
"And it's oh-so bold" said she-oh
"I got it in ma mother's ain womb
Where you never saw such like her"
[Verse 3]
The dun bride had a wee penknife
That hung down by her side-oh
She rent it through fair Annie's breast
And ne'er a word she cried-oh
Lord Thomas had a gey broadsword
That hung down by his side-oh
He rent it through the dun bride's breast
And ne'er a word she cried-oh
"Well let's dig a grave" Lord Thomas, he said
"And dig it wide and deep-oh
And bury fair Annie at my side
And the dun bride at my feet-oh