Betsy Bell and Mary Gray

	作词 : Traditional
	Betsy Bell and Mary Gray
	They were bonny lasses
	They built them a bower on yon burnside
	They theeked it all o'er wi' rushes
	They theeked it all o'er wi' rushes green
	They theeked it all o'er wi' heather
	The plague come from the borough town
	And slew them both together
	They would not have their shoes of red
	Nor would they have them yellow
	But they would have their shoes of green
	To ride through the streets of Yarrow
	They thought to lie all in the churchyard
	Among their noble kin
	But they were laid in Stronach Hall
	All out beneath the sun
	Betsy Bell and Mary Gray
	They were bonny lasses
	They built them a bower on yon burnside
	They theeked it all o'er wi' rushes

	zuò cí : Traditional
	Betsy Bell and Mary Gray
	They were bonny lasses
	They built them a bower on yon burnside
	They theeked it all o' er wi' rushes
	They theeked it all o' er wi' rushes green
	They theeked it all o' er wi' heather
	The plague come from the borough town
	And slew them both together
	They would not have their shoes of red
	Nor would they have them yellow
	But they would have their shoes of green
	To ride through the streets of Yarrow
	They thought to lie all in the churchyard
	Among their noble kin
	But they were laid in Stronach Hall
	All out beneath the sun
	Betsy Bell and Mary Gray
	They were bonny lasses
	They built them a bower on yon burnside
	They theeked it all o' er wi' rushes