Bowie, bowerie,
A lord once lived by the deep blue sea,
He had daughters one, two, three,
Bowie bowerie bowie,
Bowerie bow downerie.
A young knigt came his court to pay
He did choose the beauty and the gay.
The daughters walked on ocean's rim,
The mean one pushed the beauty in.
"If you will lend your lily-white hand,
I'll give you my fee and my land."
"I'll neither lend you either hand,
'Cause I will have your lover and your land."
The miller pushed her farther in,
He wanted of her silly pin.
And when she died, the fiddles played,
Her father heard, how she had been slayed.
The miller and the ugly one
Hanged for the murder they had done.
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