Lord Ronald-Alasdair Roberts

Lord Ronald - Alasdair Roberts Oh, where have you been to, Lord Ronald, my son? Oh, where have you been to, my handsome young man? I've been to the green wood Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down What had ye for dinner, Lord Ronald, my son? What had ye for dinner, my handsome young man? I had eels boiled in broth Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down Oh, where did they come from, Lord Ronald, my son? Oh, where did they from, my handsome young man? From my father's black ditch Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down Oh, where are your bloodhounds, Lord Ronald, my son? Oh, where are your bloodhounds, my handsome young man? They swelled and they died Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down I fear you are poisoned, Lord Ronald, my son I fear you are poisoned, my handsome young man Oh, yes, I am poisoned Mother, make my bed soon For I'm sick to the heart And I fain would lie down What do you leave to your brother, Lord Ronald, my son? What do you leave to your brother, my handsome young man? My gold watch and chain Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down What do you leave to your father, Lord Ronald, my son? What do you leave to your father, my handsome young man? My gold and my lambs Mother, make my bed soon For I'm weary 'o hunting And fain would lie down What do you leave to your sweetheart, Lord Ronald, my son? What do you leave to your sweetheart, my handsome young man? I'll leave her the robe And the high gallows tree And let her hang there For the poisoning of me