She sat down below a thorn
Fine flowers in the valley
An' there she's kissed her baby borne
The green leaves they grow rarely

Smile nae sae sweet, ma bonnie babe
Fine flowers in the valley
For ye smile sae sweet, ye'll smile me dead
The green leaves they grow rarely

She's ta'en out her wee penknife
Fine flowers in the valley
And she's twined the sweet babe o' its life
The green leaves they grow rarely

She's howket a grave by the light of the moon
Fine flowers in the valley
And there she's buried her sweet babe in
The green leaves they grow rarely

As she was goin' to the church
Fine flowers in the valley
Well, she saw a swee bebe in the porch
The green leaves they grow rarely

O sweet baby, if thou wert mine
Fine flowers in the valley
I would cleeth thee in the silk sae fine
The green leaves they grow rarely
O cruel mother, when I was thine
Fine flowers in the valley
Well, you did nae prove tae me sae kind
Green leaves they grow rarely