Uploaded July 2025 | Updated September 2026, 20 hours ago
Child Ballad Fragments - Sung by Mrs. Martha "Peasie" Johnstone (Martha Reid), a Traveller of Birnam, Perthshire, Scotland. Recorded by Hamish Henderson for the School of Scottish Studies.
00:00:00 The Cruel Mother (Child 20)
00:00:33 Tam Lin (Child 39) / Nancy You're My Fancy
00:01:50 The False Knight Upon the Road (Child 3) / The Twa Brothers (Child 49)
00:03:36 The Duke of Gordon's Daughter (Child 237)
00:04:56 The Baron of Brackley (Child 203)
00:05:28 The Duke of Athole's Nurse (Child 212)
Note by Kevin W.:
A biography of Martha Johnstone along with many further sound recordings can be found here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/person/2719?l=en
Linda Williamson's thesis on Scottish Traveller singing can be read here, it is well worth your time if you are interested in Martha Johnstone's song repertoire: era.ed.ac.uk/handle/1842/8223
The Cruel Mother (Child No. 20) - Recorded in February 1957. She learned it from (her first husband Sandy Reid's?) grandfather Donald Reid.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/21696?l=en
There being a lady in the window
Spied two lovely babes
Oh babes oh babes if you were mine
I would have you dressed in silks of the fine
Tam Lin (Child No. 39) / Nancy You're My Fancy - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. She learned it from old Travellers. A conflation of two songs. Linda Williamson makes it clear in her PhD thesis that Martha considered this to be a separate song from Tam Lin. The line about the Fairy Queen is found in Duncan Williamson's Tam Lin. The line "Nancy, You're My Fancy" is found in the song "The Blazing Star of Drung" (Roud 2945) and in a popular song, "Nancy, You're My Fancy" (1880) by J. F. Mitchell.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16559?l=en
Oh Nancy you're my fancy
You're the pride of all my joy
For the Fairy Queen stole me away
When I was but a little boy
For many a walk in the wild wood
Till you came and you broke my heart
Oh Nancy you're my fancy
You're the pride of all my joy
As the Fairy Queen stole me away
When I was but a little boy
For it's many a walk in that wild wood
Till you came and you broke my heart
The False Knight Upon the Road (Child No. 3) / The Twa Brothers (Child No. 49) - Recorded in 1956. She learned the song from her great-grandfather David Whyte from Aberdeenshire. A conflation of two songs.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/22795?l=en
My mother sent me to London school
And a good scholar I'll come home
My mother sent me to London school
And good books I'll fetch home
For what is that said the black knight on the road
And still he stood
That's my bannocks and my books said the wee lad
And still he stood
Oh give me your bannocks and the books
And still he stood
He put his hand in his pouch
And brought out a knife
He stookit it in his brother John
He tore his satin shirt from gore to gore
And tied it round his deadly wound
When heart blood ten times more
For my mother sent me to London school
And good books I'll fetch home
My mother sent me to London school
And a good scholar I'll come home
My mother sent me to London school
And she prayed I would never come home
For what is that said the black knight on the road
And still he stood
The Duke of Gordon's Daughter (Child No. 237) - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. She learned it from old Travellers.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16530?l=en
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Oh but my fortune seems hard
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Following the road aye to bonny castle Gordon
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Aye without either stocking or shoe
For you will show me the road aye to bonny castle Gordon
Oh but my fortune seems hard
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Following that single soldier lad
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
For to find the road to bonny castle Gordon
The Baron of Brackley (Child No. 203) - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. She heard her great-grandfather David Whyte from Aberdeenshire sing it.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16576?l=en
A longer text was recorded by Dr. Linda Williamson from Johnnie Whyte at Laurencekirk, Angus in 1975:
youtu.be/LRW9fBoQH50
Oh rise up Betsy Gordon and hand to me my gun
For once that I go out love I'll never now come in
For Betsy given him his gun never to come in
The Duke of Athole's Nurse (Child No. 212) - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. Martha could only recall a single line. She says it was a good old song, a good story but she can't remember it. All she remembers is that a man was killed and his sweetheart or his mother comes asking for him.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16543?l=en
Where is the stranger been drinking here last night
Child Ballad Fragments - Sung by Mrs. Martha "Peasie" Johnstone (Martha Reid), a Traveller of Birnam, Perthshire, Scotland. Recorded by Hamish Henderson for the School of Scottish Studies.
00:00:00 The Cruel Mother (Child 20)
00:00:33 Tam Lin (Child 39) / Nancy You're My Fancy
00:01:50 The False Knight Upon the Road (Child 3) / The Twa Brothers (Child 49)
00:03:36 The Duke of Gordon's Daughter (Child 237)
00:04:56 The Baron of Brackley (Child 203)
00:05:28 The Duke of Athole's Nurse (Child 212)
Note by Kevin W.:
A biography of Martha Johnstone along with many further sound recordings can be found here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/person/2719?l=en
Linda Williamson's thesis on Scottish Traveller singing can be read here, it is well worth your time if you are interested in Martha Johnstone's song repertoire: era.ed.ac.uk/handle/1842/8223
The Cruel Mother (Child No. 20) - Recorded in February 1957. She learned it from (her first husband Sandy Reid's?) grandfather Donald Reid.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/21696?l=en
There being a lady in the window
Spied two lovely babes
Oh babes oh babes if you were mine
I would have you dressed in silks of the fine
Tam Lin (Child No. 39) / Nancy You're My Fancy - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. She learned it from old Travellers. A conflation of two songs. Linda Williamson makes it clear in her PhD thesis that Martha considered this to be a separate song from Tam Lin. The line about the Fairy Queen is found in Duncan Williamson's Tam Lin. The line "Nancy, You're My Fancy" is found in the song "The Blazing Star of Drung" (Roud 2945) and in a popular song, "Nancy, You're My Fancy" (1880) by J. F. Mitchell.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16559?l=en
Oh Nancy you're my fancy
You're the pride of all my joy
For the Fairy Queen stole me away
When I was but a little boy
For many a walk in the wild wood
Till you came and you broke my heart
Oh Nancy you're my fancy
You're the pride of all my joy
As the Fairy Queen stole me away
When I was but a little boy
For it's many a walk in that wild wood
Till you came and you broke my heart
The False Knight Upon the Road (Child No. 3) / The Twa Brothers (Child No. 49) - Recorded in 1956. She learned the song from her great-grandfather David Whyte from Aberdeenshire. A conflation of two songs.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/22795?l=en
My mother sent me to London school
And a good scholar I'll come home
My mother sent me to London school
And good books I'll fetch home
For what is that said the black knight on the road
And still he stood
That's my bannocks and my books said the wee lad
And still he stood
Oh give me your bannocks and the books
And still he stood
He put his hand in his pouch
And brought out a knife
He stookit it in his brother John
He tore his satin shirt from gore to gore
And tied it round his deadly wound
When heart blood ten times more
For my mother sent me to London school
And good books I'll fetch home
My mother sent me to London school
And a good scholar I'll come home
My mother sent me to London school
And she prayed I would never come home
For what is that said the black knight on the road
And still he stood
The Duke of Gordon's Daughter (Child No. 237) - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. She learned it from old Travellers.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16530?l=en
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Oh but my fortune seems hard
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Following the road aye to bonny castle Gordon
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Aye without either stocking or shoe
For you will show me the road aye to bonny castle Gordon
Oh but my fortune seems hard
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
Following that single soldier lad
Oh but I'm wearied wandering
For to find the road to bonny castle Gordon
The Baron of Brackley (Child No. 203) - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. She heard her great-grandfather David Whyte from Aberdeenshire sing it.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16576?l=en
A longer text was recorded by Dr. Linda Williamson from Johnnie Whyte at Laurencekirk, Angus in 1975:
youtu.be/LRW9fBoQH50
Oh rise up Betsy Gordon and hand to me my gun
For once that I go out love I'll never now come in
For Betsy given him his gun never to come in
The Duke of Athole's Nurse (Child No. 212) - Recorded on March 19th, 1957. Martha could only recall a single line. She says it was a good old song, a good story but she can't remember it. All she remembers is that a man was killed and his sweetheart or his mother comes asking for him.
The original recording can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/16543?l=en
Where is the stranger been drinking here last night

![Mary Mild (Child 173) - Willie Mathieson
Four Maries / The Four Marys / Mary Mild / Mary Hamilton (Child No. 173) - Sung by William Mathieson of Ellon, Aberdeenshire, Scotland. He learned the song either from John Shewan, a shepherd, or from a Mr. Fowlie at Gourdieburn when he was about ten years old. Recorded by Hamish Henderson in April 1952.
Note by Kevin W.:
This is an important version of Child 173, one of few recorded texts to preserve the original story about the infanticide. Nearly all recent texts have reduced the ballad into a short lyrical lament in which no reason for Mary Hamiltons hanging is given.
Mr. Mathieson told Hamish Henderson in 1952 that he learned the song from John Shewan, a shepherd, when he was about ten years old. However, when he sang it previously in the 1930s for Dr. James Madison Carpenter he told him that he had learned it from a Mr. Fowlie at Gourdieburn, Aberdeenshire thirty-eight years ago.
The text matches Child 173 Version M, from James Maidments North Countrie Garland (1824, reprinted in 1891), but includes additional (non story relevant) stanzas:
http://71.174.62.16/Demo/LongerHarvest?Text=Child_d17313
Willie Mathieson wasnt known to be dishonest about ballad sources but it is thinkable that the person he got it from learned it from print, or filled out their short lyrical version of the song with print stanzas telling the full story. The date Willie Mathieson learned it was only a few years after the 1891 reprint of the North Countrie Garland.
Song transcription:
Then doon it cam Queen Mary
Wi gowd links in her hair,
Saying, Mary Mild, where is the child
That I heard greet sae sair?
Chorus:
Yestreen the Queen had four Maries;
This nicht shell hae but three:
There was Mary Beaton, an Mary Seaton,
An Mary Carmichael, an me. [*]
There was nae child wi me, madam;
There was nae child wi me.
It was but me in a sair colic
When I was like tae dee.
Chorus
Im not deceived, Queen Mary said.
Nae, nae, indeed, not I.
Mary Mild, where is the child?
For sure I heard it cry.
Chorus
She turned doon the blankets fine,
Likewise the holland sheet,
An underneath there strangled lay
A lovely baby sweet.
O cruel mother, said the Queen,
Some fiend possessed thee,
But I will hang you for this deed,
My Mary thoch you be.
Chorus
O happy, happy is the maid
Thats born o beauty free,
For it was my dimplin rosy cheeks
Thats been the ruin o me.
O often hae I dressed my queen
An put gowd in her hair,
An noo I got for my reward
The gallows tae be my share.
Chorus
O little did my mother think
When first she cradled me
That I would dee sae far frae hame,
Or hang on a gallows tree.
Theyll tie a napkin roun my een,
An theyll nae let me see tae dee;
An theyll neer let on tae father an mother,
But Im awa oer the sea.
Chorus
When she cam tae the Netherbo Port,
She laughed loud lachters three,
But when she cam tae the gallows foot,
The saut tear blint her ee.
Chorus
Ye mariners, ye mariners,
That sail upon the sea,
Let not my father or mother ken
The death that I maun dee.
I was my parents only hope;
They neer had ane but me;
They little thought when I left hame
The death that I should dee.
Chorus
* It should be noted that Willie did not use this verse as a chorus when he sang for Dr. Carpenter in the 1930s. He only sang it once as the final verse. Mary Mild (Child 173) - Willie Mathieson](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/F6GOaRsme5A/mqdefault.jpg)



![Lady Nancy / Lady Diamond (Child 269) - Aunt Molly Jackson
Lady Nancy / Lady Daisy / Lady Dysie / Lady Eliza / Lady Diamond (Child No. 269) - Sung by Aunt Molly Jackson (Mary Magdalene Garland Stewart Jackson Stamos) (1880–1960) of Clay County, Kentucky. She learned songs from her great-grandmother, Nancy MacMahan, at an early age and was also known to write her own songs and arrange ballads from print. Recorded by Alan and Elizabeth Lomax in New York on May 27, 1939.
Note by Kevin W.:
Aunt Molly Jacksons Lady Nancy is a version of Lady Diamond (Child 269). She arranged it from print. Child 269 is rare in oral tradition and has never been found outside of Scotland.
Aunt Molly Jackson was known to arrange songs from a copy of Francis James Childs ballad books she was given by folklorist Tillman Cadle and his wife Mary Elizabeth Barnicle sometime before the Lomaxes recorded her. She made her own version of The Birth of Robin Hood (Child 102) because she liked and could identify with the Robin Hood character. She adapted it from Child 102, Version B, from Peter Buchans Ballads of the North of Scotland (1828). She sang many genuine folk songs that agree with other Kentucky versions, mind you, but the ones that havent been collected from other singers in America are likely to be her own creations which she was open to admit to Alan Lomax. She told him she composed the songs based on texts from a ballad book.
A traditional version of Child 269 can be heard here:
https://youtu.be/qoS3n3HBOX0
Lady Daisy, sung by Mary Stewart Robertson, a Traveller of New Deer, Aberdeenshire, Scotland for James Madison Carpenter in 1932. She learned the song from her mother.
Song transcription:
There was a king in olden times
A king of wealth and fame
He had one child, a beautiful girl
And Nancy was her name.
This king he had a kitchen boy
And William was his name
He fell in love with the Kings young daughter
And brought her body to shame.
When the nightingale sang in the tree
And the beasts lay down to rest
This kitchen boy lay between Lady Nancys [thighs]
And her head lay on her breast.
When he went into Lady Nancys room
They pulled her curtains down
Then they both did lay in Lady Nancys bed
To sport and play around.
Lady Nancy went out in the garden one day
To take a walk alone
Her father saw [by his lovely daughters form]
She walked in a [familiar] way.
Oh Nancy my child come tell me true
Who done this thing to thee
Was it some lord in London town
Or a baron of high degree?
It was no lord in London town
Or no baron of high degree
It was fair Willie your kitchen boy
Ive no cause to lie to thee.
For I love bonnie William hes all my heart
And I know that he loves me.
I shall kill this fair bonnie boy, he said
For doing this thing to thee
Oh do not kill my bonnie fair love
Before you first kill me.
Then the King took out his kitchen boy
And killed him on the plain
His hair was like the strands of gold
His eyes like crystal stream.
Farewell, farewell, Lady Nancy
Farewell, farewell, said he
Our love has caused us much pain
Farewell my love to thee.
Then the King cut out fair Williams heart
And put it in a cup of gold
Take that to Lady Nancys [room then]
For she is careless and bold.
[Spoken: For she is careless and bold?]
Then she washed her true loves heart with tears
That fell from her deep blue eyes
Then all the towns folk gathered all around
To hear her fearful moan/cries.
Oh fare you well my father the King
You destroyed my pride and joy
Since he died for me I shall die for him
This bonnie young kitchen boy.
I have made cruel the King he said
My child, your love to blame
For theres never been such a beautiful boy
As the boy that Ive just now slain.
There never has been such a fair young man
As the man Ive just now slain
There is nothing too cruel for a King to do
When madness turns his brain.
You should burn for this, my father the King
For taking my love from me
For he was the father of my unborn babe
You have destroyed all three.
For Im going to curse my painful heart
For Im going to curse my painful heart
Then my babe will die in me.
Then she stepped into her own bedroom
And quietly closed the door
Saying farewell my cruel old father, the King
My voice you should hear no more.
Then she picked up her own penknife
And pierced it through her heart
Saying go bury me in the arms of my own true love
Do not bury us apart.
Then the King called his servant men
And told them what to do
Bury Nancy and William breast to breast
And their baby tween the two.
[Spoken: Whered you learn that song? I learned it from the English Poems book about the Kings of England and things like that and I composed the song from the words, from the story.]
(The words in brackets I wasnt certain on) Lady Nancy / Lady Diamond (Child 269) - Aunt Molly Jackson](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/GgpAAIUD6ok/mqdefault.jpg)

![Clydes Water (Child 216) - Willie Edward
The Clattering of the Clyde Waters / The Clattering o Clyde Waters / Clydes Water / Clydes Waters / Willie and May Margaret / The Drowned Lovers / The Mothers Malison (Child No. 216) - Sung by Willie Edward of Craigellachie, Banffshire, Scotland. Recorded by Hamish Henderson for the School of Scottish Studies in 1952. From Scottish Tradition 5: The Muckle Sangs Classic Scots Ballads (1975) Tangent Records TNGM 119/D (2 LP, UK, 1975).
Lines Notes by Hamish Henderson:
Child printed only three versions of this noble ballad, which has been carried forward strongly into our own day by oral transmission; all three are of surpassing interest to anyone wishing to survey the influence of remaking of various sorts on our balladry. Childs A [...] is a magnificent example of supple and flexible ballad Scots. His C (Peter Buchan), which is by far the longest (29 verses) [is] in its own way a powerful piece of work. [...] Childs B is from Mrs. Brown of Falkland [...].
Gavin Greig published a version - Peter Buchan nearly word for word - in his column in The Buchan Advertiser, and this may well have helped to keep the ballad in circulation in some areas; however, both versions you can hear now depend on family and local tradition going back before Gavin was born.
John Strachan opens with the omen of ill fortune (nose bleeding) which is also to be found in Peter and the Buchanie, but his text is markedly different from theirs. It omits the motif of Willies mothers curse which has provided the name for one of the titles given to the ballad (The Mothers Malison) although it might be argued that the curse is implicit in her strongly expressed disapproval.
Willie Edwards version, a superbly enunciated example of auld style ballad Scots, gives us the second half of the ballad. He starts at the point where Willie appeals to Maggie to let him in, and Maggies mother (counterfeiting her daughters voice, like another cruel mother in The Lass of Roch Royal) turns him away. Again, the text is different from both Peter and The Buchan Observer [sic].
Both our versions have the episode of Willies brother standing on the river bank and telling him to turn to his high horse heid and learn how to swim. This episode, which is in Peter Buchans text but not in Mrs. Browns, is dismissed by Child as absurd. However, if we look at the structure of the ballad, we can see that it is not so absurd after all. The opening scene of Clydes Water is really a variant of a familiar folktale lead-in; Willie is offered his mothers warning (by implication with her blessing) but takes instead his much-prized horse, with her curse. It is therefore wholly in accordance with the techniques of oral composition that Willie, in extremis, should be reminded of his earlier trust in his ain horse heels. And why should it be his brother who gives him this reminder? To an audience of earlier days, the minds of all its members saturated with the elemental folk motifs which link ballads and tales, there would have been no mystery - and no absurdity - about this one either. There are several ballads in which a mothers curse is associated with the death of one brother and the survival of another; [e.g. The Twa Brithers].
Song transcription:
[ So sleep ye, Maggie, waukin, Maggie,
Rise, come lat me in
For my boots are fu o Clyde water,
An Im soakin tae the skin ] *
So who is that at my window,
So fain he would be in
Tis yer own true lover Willie dear,
Frae Scotland he has came
Tis I hae nae lover there-oot, she cried,
I hae nae lover but een
Its the ae true love that I dae hae
Was here late yestreen
Swell fare ye well then, false Maggie,
Since better canna be
Oh Ill awa the road I cam,
Nae mair come thee to see ...
His brother stands upon yonder banks,
Says, Fie man, will ye droon
So turn ye roon tyir high horse heid
An learn how to swim
Oh why could I turn to my high horse head
And learn how to swim
Its the deepest pot in a the Clyde,
An here that I maun droon
... Oh mother dear,
Come rede my drowsy dream
I dreamt sweet Willie was at my gates,
Naer yin wid lat him in
S lie still, lie still, my Maggie dear,
Lie still an tak your rest
Since your true love was at your gates,
Tis full three quarters past
But its Maggie rose, put on her clothes,
An to the Clyde she went
The first step noo that she took in,
It took her tae the knee
The next step noo that she took in,
It took her tae the chin
In the deepest pot in a the Clyde
She found her Willie in
So you have got a cruel mother,
And I have got another
But here we lie in Clyde water
Like sister and like brother
* This verse was provided in the booklet notes but is missing from the recording. Clydes Water (Child 216) - Willie Edward](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/H3IBry54Pqs/mqdefault.jpg)


