She sat down below a thorn
Fine flowers in the valley
And there she hugged her sweet babe born
And the green leaves they grow rarely
"Smile na sae sweet, my bonnie babe"
Fine flowers in the valley
"An ye smile sae sweet, ye will smile me deid"
And the green leaves they grow rarely
She's ta'en oot her wee pen knife
Fine flowers in the valley
And twined the sweet babe o' it's life
And the green leaves they grow rarely
She's howket a grave by the light o' the moon
Fine flowers in the valley
An' there she's buried her sweet babe in
And the green leaves they grow rarely
As she was going to the church
Fine flowers in the valley
She saw a sweet babe in the porch
And the green leaves they grow rarely
"O sweet babe, an' thou wert mine"
Fine flowers in the valley
"I wad cleed thee in the silk sae fine"
And the green leaves they grow rarely
"Oh, mother dear, when I was thine"
Fine flowers in the valley
"Ye did'na prove tae me sae kind"
And the green leaves they grow rarely