[00:24.101]There lived a wife at Usher's well,[00:32.202]And a wealthy wife was she;[00:37.164]She had three stout and stalwart sons,[00:43.537]And sent them o'er the sea.[00:48.646][00:49.377]They hadna been a week from her,[00:55.536]A week but barely ane,[01:00.333]When word came to the carline wife[01:06.092]That her three sons were gane.[01:11.471][01:12.092]They hadna been a week from her,[01:18.441]A week but barely three,[01:23.494]When word came to the carline wife[01:29.542]That her sons she'd never see.[01:35.813][01:36.854]'I wish the wind may never cease.[01:44.019]Nor fashes in the flood,[01:48.868]Till my three sons come hame to me,[01:55.169]In earthly flesh and blood!'[02:00.935][02:02.162]It fell about the Martinmas,[02:08.220]When nights are lang and mirk,[02:13.001]The carline wife's three sons came hame,[02:18.696]And their hats were o' the birk.[02:24.695][02:25.114]It neither grew in syke nor ditch,[02:31.646]Nor yet in ony sheugh;[02:36.970]But at the gates o' Paradise[02:42.583]That birk grew fair eneugh.[02:48.748][02:49.494]'Blow up the fire, my maidens![02:56.033]Bring water from the well![03:01.539]For a' my house shall feast this night,[03:07.102]Since my three sons are well.[03:12.920][03:13.849]And she has made to them a bed,[03:21.293]She’s made it large and wide;[03:26.369]And she’s ta'en her mantle her about,[03:32.056]Sat down at the bedside.[03:38.766][03:39.109]Up then crew the red, red cock,[03:46.229]And up and crew the gray;[03:51.212]The eldest to the youngest said.[03:56.373]''Tis time we were away.'[04:02.327][04:03.055]The cock he hadna craw'd but once,[04:09.681]And clapp'd his wings at a',[04:14.832]When the youngest to the eldest said,[04:20.802]'Brother, we must awa'.[04:27.205][04:27.886]'The cock doth craw, the day doth daw,[04:35.330]The channerin' worm doth chide;[04:40.667]Gin we be miss'd out o' our place,[04:47.005]A sair pain we maun bide.'[04:53.300][04:54.993]'Fare ye weel, my mother dear![05:03.865]Fareweel to barn and byre![05:10.778]And fare ye weel, the bonny lass[05:18.897]That kindles my mother's fire!'