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The Clattering of the Clyde Waters / The Clattering o' Clyde Waters / Clyde's Water / Clyde's Waters / Willie and May Margaret / The Drowned Lovers / The Mother's Malison (Child No. 216) - Sung by storyteller, ballad singer and piper Stanley Robertson (1940-2009) of Aberdeen, Aberdeenshire, Scotland. Stanley was born into a Traveller family in Aberdeen and he was the nephew of famous Scottish traditional singer Jeannie Robertson. Recorded by Ailie Edmunds Munro at the Kinross Festival of Traditional Music and Song on September 8th, 1973. Another recording of the same performance by Ian Sinclair was included on "Scots Songs and Music" (1973) by Springthyme Records but I don't own the record so I can't say how it compares.
The original can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/67182?l=en
Note by Kevin W.:
Prof. Child titled this ballad "The Mother's Malison" (Child 216). A malison is a curse. Child's three texts have the mother lay a curse on Willie for visiting his lover against her will. It is implied that the curse causes the tragedy. However the handful of texts from 20th century traditional singers lost the mention of the mother's curse. The bleeding at the nose in the opening verse of John Strachan's text is a bad omen, a sign of bad things about to happen.
'Gin ye winna stay, my son Willie,
This ae bare night wi me,
Gin Clyde's water be deep and fu o flood,
My malisen drown ye!'
A rare traditional Scottish ballad. Stanley learned it from his aunt Margaret (Maggie) Stewart of Banchory, Kincardineshire whom he regarded as his adoptive grandmother.
This is a powerful performance. Perhaps the concert setting with a larger audience inspired Stanley to put more force to it. Sadly the tape ran out at the end, the song is incomplete.
An earlier recording made by Bill Leader in February 1973 can be heard here:
youtu.be/u3Rv7VAB0jI
Margaret Steward can be heard singing it here in a recording by Hamish Henderson from August 1954:
youtu.be/Md3nQPl69yM
Song transcription:
I hae a steed in my stable
Cost me twice twenty pound,
And I'll put trust in his four legs
That he'll carry me safe tae the land.
For he's gaed ower yon high, high hill
And doon yon dowie den,
And the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
Wad fear ten thousand men.
"Spare me, spare me, Clyde water,
Oh spare me as I gang;
Ye can mak me a wreck when I come back,
But spare me as I gang!"
When he got tae his Maggie's bower,
"Oh Maggie, let me in,
For ma boots are full o the Clyde waters
And I'm tremblin tae the chin."
"My loft is fu o hay an corn,
My stable's fu o steed,
An ma bower is fu of gentlemen
And they won't remove tonight."
He turned his horse roond aboot
Wi a salt tear in his ee.
"For it's goodbye, false Maggie," he cries,
"And it's goodbye, Maggie," cries he.
An he's gaed ower yon high, high hill
An doon yon dowie den,
And the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
It would fear ten thousand men.
His first step intae Clyde water
Taen William's hat frae him,
And the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
Taen William's cane fae him.
William bent low ower his horse
Tae catch his hat befores,
An the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
Taen William frae his horse.
William's brither was on the bank,
"Oh William, will ye droon?
For if ye catch haud o yer stallion's heid
He'll learn ye how tae swim."
"How can I catch my stallion's heid
An he learns me tae swim?
For sleep or awake, false Maggie [ dear,
For she widnae let me in."
Noo she's gaed ower yon high, high hill
An doon yon dowie den,
An the deepest pools intae Clyde's waters
She's found her William in.
"William, William, please forgive,
Forgive for no comin doon!
For it's here that we'll get wir stepmother's prayer,
And it's here that we'll baith maun droon." ] *
* Last two verses missing because the tape ran out.
The Clattering of the Clyde Waters / The Clattering o' Clyde Waters / Clyde's Water / Clyde's Waters / Willie and May Margaret / The Drowned Lovers / The Mother's Malison (Child No. 216) - Sung by storyteller, ballad singer and piper Stanley Robertson (1940-2009) of Aberdeen, Aberdeenshire, Scotland. Stanley was born into a Traveller family in Aberdeen and he was the nephew of famous Scottish traditional singer Jeannie Robertson. Recorded by Ailie Edmunds Munro at the Kinross Festival of Traditional Music and Song on September 8th, 1973. Another recording of the same performance by Ian Sinclair was included on "Scots Songs and Music" (1973) by Springthyme Records but I don't own the record so I can't say how it compares.
The original can be listened to here:
tobarandualchais.co.uk/track/67182?l=en
Note by Kevin W.:
Prof. Child titled this ballad "The Mother's Malison" (Child 216). A malison is a curse. Child's three texts have the mother lay a curse on Willie for visiting his lover against her will. It is implied that the curse causes the tragedy. However the handful of texts from 20th century traditional singers lost the mention of the mother's curse. The bleeding at the nose in the opening verse of John Strachan's text is a bad omen, a sign of bad things about to happen.
'Gin ye winna stay, my son Willie,
This ae bare night wi me,
Gin Clyde's water be deep and fu o flood,
My malisen drown ye!'
A rare traditional Scottish ballad. Stanley learned it from his aunt Margaret (Maggie) Stewart of Banchory, Kincardineshire whom he regarded as his adoptive grandmother.
This is a powerful performance. Perhaps the concert setting with a larger audience inspired Stanley to put more force to it. Sadly the tape ran out at the end, the song is incomplete.
An earlier recording made by Bill Leader in February 1973 can be heard here:
youtu.be/u3Rv7VAB0jI
Margaret Steward can be heard singing it here in a recording by Hamish Henderson from August 1954:
youtu.be/Md3nQPl69yM
Song transcription:
I hae a steed in my stable
Cost me twice twenty pound,
And I'll put trust in his four legs
That he'll carry me safe tae the land.
For he's gaed ower yon high, high hill
And doon yon dowie den,
And the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
Wad fear ten thousand men.
"Spare me, spare me, Clyde water,
Oh spare me as I gang;
Ye can mak me a wreck when I come back,
But spare me as I gang!"
When he got tae his Maggie's bower,
"Oh Maggie, let me in,
For ma boots are full o the Clyde waters
And I'm tremblin tae the chin."
"My loft is fu o hay an corn,
My stable's fu o steed,
An ma bower is fu of gentlemen
And they won't remove tonight."
He turned his horse roond aboot
Wi a salt tear in his ee.
"For it's goodbye, false Maggie," he cries,
"And it's goodbye, Maggie," cries he.
An he's gaed ower yon high, high hill
An doon yon dowie den,
And the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
It would fear ten thousand men.
His first step intae Clyde water
Taen William's hat frae him,
And the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
Taen William's cane fae him.
William bent low ower his horse
Tae catch his hat befores,
An the clatterin o the Clyde's waters
Taen William frae his horse.
William's brither was on the bank,
"Oh William, will ye droon?
For if ye catch haud o yer stallion's heid
He'll learn ye how tae swim."
"How can I catch my stallion's heid
An he learns me tae swim?
For sleep or awake, false Maggie [ dear,
For she widnae let me in."
Noo she's gaed ower yon high, high hill
An doon yon dowie den,
An the deepest pools intae Clyde's waters
She's found her William in.
"William, William, please forgive,
Forgive for no comin doon!
For it's here that we'll get wir stepmother's prayer,
And it's here that we'll baith maun droon." ] *
* Last two verses missing because the tape ran out.
![Mary Hamilton (Child 173) (Fragment) - Charlotte Higgins
Four Maries / The Four Marys / Mary Mild / Mary Hamilton (Child No. 173) (Fragment) - Recited by Charlotte Higgins of Blairgowrie, Perthshire. Recorded by Hamish Henderson in 1958.
Song transcription:
A knock came tae the kitchen door,
It soonded through aa the room,
That Marie Hamilton had a ween
Tae the highest man in the toon,
Whaur is the ween ye had last nicht?
Whaur is the ween, I say?
They looked high and they looked low,
And they looked below the bed,
And there they found the dear wee ween,
Laying in a pool o blood.
...
Sink ye, or swim ye, yell get nae mair frae me.
Oh rise, Mary Hamilton, and come alang wi me.
This day yere gaun tae Edinborough toon,
A rich weddin for tae see.
...
...
She went up the tall booth stair,
And the heels did click o her sheen,
[And she was smiling,]
When she came doon again,
The tears did blind her ee,
For she was condemned tae dee. Mary Hamilton (Child 173) (Fragment) - Charlotte Higgins](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/8Pe-wHnZnp4/mqdefault.jpg)
![The Unwilling Bride (Child 277) - John Jacob Niles
Dandoo / The Wee Cooper o Fife / The Scolding Wife / Gentle Fair Jenny / Jennifer Gentle / As the Dew Flies over the Green Vallee / Robin-a-Thrush / Rissolty Rossolty / Hobblety Bobblety / Nickety Nackety / The Wife Wrapt in Wethers Skin (Child No. 277) - Sung by John Jacob Niles on The Ballads of John Jacob Niles (1960).
Note by Kevin W.:
Likely a ballad recreation based on traditional Kentucky texts.
Niles was very good at writing or fixing up tunes. His idiosyncratic singing style may be an aquired taste, but some of the ballads he arranged from print texts are fine, singable pieces.
Song transcription:
Oh, I married a wife and I tuck her to home,
As the gentle young Jenny, the rosemary tree,
And I many times wished Id let her alone,
As the doe skims over the green valley.
But I, bein young, I tuck me to wife,
As the gentle young Jenny, the rosemary tree,
A woman who plagued me out of my life,
As the doe skims over the green valley.
Oh, for fear of her spoilin her pretty cloth shoes,
The pots in the kitchen she never would use.
Oh, first day when so weary I come from my plow,
Say, Wife, dearest wife, can I eat a bit now?
Lays a piece of stale pone on yon highest shelf,
If you want more for dinner, go git it yourself.
Oh, next day, as before, come I in from my plow,
Say, Wife, dearest wife, can I eat a bit now?
Oh, she grabbed a hot spider, [*] said, You git away,
Cause they haint no more cooked than they was yesterday.
Oh, I went to my woodland, aside of my barn,
And I cut me a hickory as long as my arm.
And then, in a twinkle, I quickly went back,
And I whacked my woman a lackety-smack.
Oh, next een, as before, come I in from my plow,
Say, Wife, dearest wife, can I eat a bit now?
Oh, she flew and she fluttered, the board it was spread,
And when I bespoke me, twas Yes, sir! she said.
* Skillet, frying pan. The Unwilling Bride (Child 277) - John Jacob Niles](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/8bvt58DfU4M/mqdefault.jpg)

![The Devils Nine Questions (Child 1) - Alfreda M. Peel / Texas Gladden
The Devils Nine Questions / The Devil and the Nine Questions / Inter Diabolus Et Virgo / The Three Sisters / Jennifer Gentle / Juniper, Gentle and Rosemary / There Was an Old Man Lived in the West / Riddles Wisely Expounded (Child No. 1) - Sung by Miss Alfreda Adelaide Marion Peel (1890–1953, she never married) of Salem, Roanoke County, Virginia, USA. Recorded by Arthur Kyle Davis Jr. on August 9, 1932. Miss Alfreda Peel collected the song from Mrs. Rill Martin of Mechanicsburg, Bland County, Virginia, formerly of Giles County, on September 11, 1922, and an additional stanza on October 22, 1933. Miss Peel taught the song to Mrs. Texas Gladden of Salem, the two women were near neighbours and shared a love for old ballads.
00:00:00 The Devil and the Nine Questions (Take 1) - Alfreda M. Peel
00:03:32 The Devil and the Nine Questions (Take 2) - Alfreda M. Peel
00:06:37 The Devils Nine Questions (Old Copy) - Texas Gladden
00:09:29 The Devils Nine Questions (New Copy) - Texas Gladden
00:12:11 The Devils Nine Questions - Mildred Creighton
00:14:46 There Was an Old Man Lived in the West - Harriet Eldredge Eldred
Note by Kevin W.:
A traditional version of Riddles Wisely Expounded (Child 1). This riddle ballad is rare in America with only a handful of genuine versions found. It goes back to at least the 15th century. Under the title Inter Diabolus Et Virgo (Between Devil and Virgin) it is found in the Rawlinson Manuscript of circa 1445.
Modern texts collected in Virginia and Kentucky are astoundingly similar to the 15th century version and one can only wonder if they were kept alive by tradition or reintroduced at a later date via print. The Riddle Song / I Gave My Love a Cherry (Roud 330) is comparable in theme and antiquity, going back to the Sloane Manuscript of circa 1430 under the title I have a yong suster, however, unlike The Devils Nine Questions it is known to have been printed many times over the centuries, so its survival is less surprising.
A secondary form of Child 1 exists where a story of a knight courting the youngest of three sisters has become attached to the riddles. Sometimes the knight turns out to be the devil in disguise, sometimes he has no ill intentions and promises to marry the woman if she can answer his riddles correctly. In its non supernatural variant it was printed on 17th century British broadsides.
I know of only one sound recording of this later form of the ballad. There Was an Old Man Lived in the West, from Mrs. Harriet Eldredge Eldred of Hardwick, Caledonia County, Vermont, USA, recorded by Helen Hartness Flanders on October 6, 1958. Her text leaves no doubt that the suitor is the devil.
Sometimes the riddles got attached to The Fause Knight Upon the Road (Child 3) by similarity of theme. See The False Knight On The Road, sung by Ben Henneberry of Devils Island, Nova Scotia, Canada, collected by Helen Creighton in 1932, for an example.
Song transcription:
There was a knight came riding by,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
And there he spied a weavers lass,
And shes the weavers bonny. [*]
If you dont answer me questions nine,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
Ill take you off to hell alive,
And youre the weavers bonny.
What is whiter than the milk?
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
What is softer than the silk?
Say youre the weavers bonny.
Snow is whiter than the milk,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
Down is softer than the silk,
And Im the weavers bonny.
What is louder than a horn?
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
What is sharper than a thorn?
Sing Im the weavers bonny.
Thunders louder than a horn,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
Death is sharper than a thorn,
Sing Im the weavers bonny.
What is higher than a tree?
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
What is deeper than the sea?
Sing Im the weavers bonny.
Heavens higher than a tree,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
And hell is deeper than the sea,
Sing Im the weavers bonny.
What is innocenter than a lamb,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
What is worse than woman kind?
Say Im the weavers bonny.
A babe is innocenter than a lamb,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety;
She Devils worse than woman kind, [**]
Sing Im the weavers bonny.
You have answered me questions nine,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
Oh, you are Gods, youre not my own,
And youre the weavers bonny.
[*] The origin of this opening stanza is left unexplained. Mrs. Martin sang the same text and tune with a different opening stanza:
The Devil went a-courting and he did ride,
Sing ninety-nine and ninety,
A sword and a pistol by his side,
And youre the weavers bonny.
[**] Mrs. Martin sang The Devil. She Devil, amusing as it is, goes back to a misreading of Miss Peels original manuscript. A 78 RPM record by Burl Ives immortalised this mistake in 1944, incidentally enabling us to track later recordings of the song from traditional singers back to the Ives recording if they include the She Devil line. The Devils Nine Questions (Child 1) - Alfreda M. Peel / Texas Gladden](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/9HZ4xs73DCI/mqdefault.jpg)






