Lyrics:

What gar's ye pu' the rose Janet

What gars ye break the tree

I'll come and go by carter haugh

And ask me leave of thee.

He's ta'en her by the milk white hand

And by the grass green sleeve

He's led her to the fairy ground

And spierd at her nae leave



A word I winna lie Janet

The truth to thee I'll tell

My father was a noble knight

And loved hunting well

And on a cold and frosty day

Down from my horse I fell

The queen of fairies she caught me

In yon green hill to dwell



And at the end of seven years

We pay a tiend to hell

I am sae fair and fu'of flesh

I'm feared it be myself

This night is Hallwe'en Janet

When fairy folk moun ride

And they that would their truelove win

At miles cross they must bide



So gloomy gloomy was the night

And eiry was the way

As Janet in her mantle green

To miles Cross she did gae

And then upspoke the Fairy Queen

Tam Lin if I had know

I would have pulled out both your eyes

To give you eyes of stone