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 Now since to the wars you must go,

One thing I pray grant me,

It's I will dress myself in man's attire,

And I'll travel along with thee, my dear,

And I'll travel along with thee.

I would not for ten thousand worlds,

That my love endangered were ;

The rattling of drums and shining of swords,

Will cause great sorrow and wo, my dear,

Will cause great sorrow and wo.

I will do the thing for my true love,

That she will not do for me;

It's I'll put cuffs of black on my red coat,

And mourn till the day I die, my dear,

And mourn till the day I die.

I will do more for my true love,

That he will do for me;

I'll cut my hair and roll me bare,

And mourn till the day I die,

And mourn till the day I die.

So farewell my mother and father dear,

I'll bid adieu and farewell,

My sweet and bonny Mally Stewart,

You’re the cause of all my wo, my dear,

You're the cause of all

When we came to bonny Stirling town,

As we lay all in camp,