e hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son?
O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?'
'I hae been to the wild wood; mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.'

2.
'Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son?
Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?'
'I din'd wi' my true-love; mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.'

3.
'What gat ye to your dinner, Lord Randal, my son?
What gat ye to your dinner, my handsome young man?'
'I gat eels boil'd in broo'; mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.'

4.
'What became of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son?
What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?'
'O they swell'd and they died; mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.'

5.
'O I fear ye are poison'd, Lord Randal, my son!
O I fear ye are poison'd, my handsome young man!'
'O yes, I am poison'd; mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wald lie down.'

[Annotations:
3.3: 'broo',' broth.]

LAMKIN

+The Text+ is from Jamieson's _Popular Ballads_. He obtained it from
Mrs. Brown. It is by far the best version of a score or so in existence.
The name of the hero varies from Lamkin, Lankin, Lonkin, etc., to Rankin
and Balcanqual. I have been informed by Andrew McDowall, Esq., of an
incomplete version in which Lamkin's name has become 'Bold Hang'em.'

Finlay (_Scottish Ballads_) remarks:-- 'All reciters agree that
Lammikin, or Lambkin, is not the name of the hero, but merely an
epithet.'

+The Story+ varies little throughout all the versions, though in some,
as in one known to Percy, it lacks much of the detail here given.

LAMKIN

1.
It's Lamkin was a mason good
As ever built wi' stane;
He built Lord Wearie's castle,
But payment got he nane.

2.
'O pay me, Lord Wearie,
Come, pay me my fee':
'I canna pay you, Lamkin,
For I maun gang o'er the sea.'

3.
'O pay me now, Lord Wearie,
Come, pay me out o' hand':
'I canna pay you, Lamkin,
Unless I sell my land.'

4.
'O gin ye winna pay me,
I here sail mak' a vow,
Before that ye come hame again,
Ye sall hae cause to rue.'

5.
Lord Wearie got a bonny ship,
To sail the saut sea faem;
Bade his lady weel the castle keep,
Ay till he should come hame.