Barbara Allan
Brown Adam
Brown Robin
Child Maurice
Child Waters
Earl Brand
Edward
Fair Annie
Fair Annie of Rough Royal
Fair Janet
Fair Margaret and Sweet William
Fair Mary of Wallington
Fause Footrage
Glasgerion
Hind Horn
Johney Scot
Lady Alice
Lady Maisry
Lamkin
Little Musgrave and Lady Barnard
Lord Ingram and Chiel Wyet
Lord Lovel
Lord Randal
Lord Thomas and Fair Annet
Old Robin of Portingale
The Bonny Birdy
The Boy and the Mantle
The Brown Girl
The Child of Ell
The Cruel Brother
The Cruel Mother
The Douglas Tragedy
The Gay Goshawk
The Marriage of Sir Gawaine
The Nutbrown Maid
The Twa Sisters o’ Binnorie
Willie o’ Winsbury
Young Bekie
Young Waters
About Yule, when the wind blew cule
As it fell one holy-day
As it fell out on a long summer’s day
Be it right, or wrong, these men among
Child Maurice hunted ithe siluer wood
Childe Watters in his stable stoode
Glasgerion was a king’s own son
God! let neuer soe old a man
‘I am as brown as brown can be
In Scotland there was a babie born
In the third day of May
It’s Lamkin was a mason good
‘It’s narrow, narrow, make your bed
It was in and about the Martinmas time
Kinge Arthur liues in merry Carleile
King Easter has courted her for her gowd
Lady Alice was sitting in her bower-window
Lord Ingram and Chiel Wyet
Lord Lovel he stood at his castle-gate
Lord Thomas and Fair Annet
O Johney was as brave a knight
‘O well’s me o’ my gay goss-hawk
‘O wha will shoe my fu’ fair foot?
O wha woud wish the win’ to blaw
‘O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son?
‘Oh did ye ever hear o’ brave Earl Bran’?
‘Rise up, rise up now, Lord Douglas,’ she says
Sayes, ‘Christ thee saue, good child of Ell
She leaned her back unto a thorn
The king but an’ his nobles a’
The king he hath been a prisoner
The young lords o’ the north country
There was a knight, in a summer’s night
There was three ladies play’d at the ba’
There were twa sisters sat in a bour
When we were silly sisters seven
‘Why dois your brand sae drap wi’ bluid
‘Ye maun gang to your father, Janet
Young Bekie was as brave a knight