Lived a lady by the north sea shore  lay the band tae the bonny broom  two daughters wear the beirn she bore   fa la la la la la la    One she was bright as the sun  so coalblack grew the elder one    A knight came right into the ladies door  he travelled far for to be their wore    He courted one ay with gloves and ring  but he loved the other above all things    Come sister, sister want you go with me  and see the ship'sail upon the sea    And as they stood on that windy shore  the elder sister pushed the younger off    Two minstrels walking down the north sea strand  they found the maiden afloat at land    they made a harp out of her breast bone  the sound of which would melt heart of stone    They took three locks of her yellow hair  and weeded strings for that harp so rare    All the things played beneath the bone  and surely know, her tears will flow