She met her true love on the plain,
And boldly bade him for to stand,
Stand and deliver she did cry,
Or else this moment you shall die.
This put her true love in surprise,
He knew her not being in disguise:
She boldly made him for to stand,
And give gold and watch at her command.
When she had robb’d him of his store,
She said, kind Sir, there’s one thing more
A diamond-ring I see you have:
Deliver it, and your life I’ll save.
My diamond-ring, I a token wear.
My life I’ll lose before it i’ll spare:
Being tender-hearted like a dove.
She rode away Irom her true love.
As they walk’d in the garden green,
Where like two lovers they’d often been:
He spy’d his watch hang by her clothes,
Which made turn blush like any rose.
What blush you at, you silly thing?
I thought to’ve got your diamond ring,
'Twas I that robb’d you on the plain,
So take your gold and your watch again.
Then to the church they did repair.
Where these two lovers married were;
Young Jamie and his Sylvia gay,
In joy and mirth did spend the day.
She rose and loot me in.
THE silent night her sable wore,
and gloomy were the skies.
