Classic Poem

1.

Oh, Willie was a plowboy
Whom Mary loved full well;
Down in her uncle's garden
The story of love to tell.
There was a wealthy squire
Who often came to see;
But Mary loved the plowboy
On the banks of a-Dundee.

2.

Oh, the uncle and squire were a-riding,
Out riding one day,
And the uncle to the squire
These bold words did say:
" Young William is her favorite.
We'll tie him to a tree,
Unless in private we kill him
On the banks of a-Dundee.

3.

They taken William a prisoner
Upon a certain day.
He boldly fought for liberty,
But there was three to one.
The blood was flowing freely;
" Pray kill me not, " said he,
" But I'll die for the love of Mary
On the banks of a-Dundee. "

4.

Oh, Mary was one day walking,
Lamenting her lost love.
She met the wealthy squire
Down in her uncle's grove.
He threw his arms around her
And loving words did say;
But she fired and killed the squire
On the banks of a-Dundee.

5.

Her uncle, hearing a noise,
Did hasten to the grove,
Saying, " Since you have killed the squire
I'll give you your death wound. "
" Stand back, stand back with vengeance, " she cried,
Then the trigger she drew
And her uncle she slew
On the banks of a-Dundee.