There were Mary Beaten and Mary Seaton and Mary Carmichael and me.

Oh, how often have I dressed my queen and put gold upon her hair, But now I've gotten for my reward the gallows to be my share.

Last night I dressed queen Mary and put on her braw silk gown, And all the thanks I've got this night is to be hanged in Edinboro town.

They'll tie a kerchief round my eyes, they'll no let me see to dee, And they'll never tell my father and mother but that I'm away o'er the sea.

I charge all ye sailors, when ye sail o'er the foam.

Let neither my father nor mother know but that I'm coming home.

Oh, little did my mother think, the day she cradled me,

The lands I was to travel in or the death I was to dee.

Last night there were four Marys, this night there'll be but three