Eppie Morrie

Willie and his Highlandmen
Came from the Carron side,
To steal away Eppie Morrie
For she wouldn't be his bride.

Out did come her mother then
It was a moonlit night;
She couldn't see her daughter
For their swords did shine so bright.

"Hands off of me, Willie
Hands off of me!
There's but one man in all Strathdon
Shall wedded be with me."

They've taken Eppie Morrie then
On horseback bound her on;
And then they rode to the minister's house
As fast as horse could run.

And Willie took a pistol out
And set it to the minister's breast;
"It's marry me, marry me minister
Or else I'll be your priest."

"Hands off of me, Willie
Hands off of me
There's but one man in all Strathdon
Shall wedded be with me."

"Hands off of me, Willie,
Hands off of me!
It's I've no right to marry you
Except she's willing as thee."

They've taken Eppie Morrie
Since a wedding couldn't be,
And they rode over Carron side
As fast as horse could flee.

Then mass was sung and bells were rung
And all were bound for bed;
And Willie and Eppie Morrie
To one bed they were led.

He took his shirt from off his back,
His hat from off his head;
He threw away the chamber key,
Stood naked by the bed.

"Hands off of me, Willie,
hands off of me
before I lose my maidenhead
I'll try my strength with thee"

He kissed her on the lily breast
And pinned her shoulders down
But still she fought and still she spat
And turned her back around

"Hands off of me, Willie,
Hands off of me,
Before I lose my maidenhead
I'll fight with you till day"

All through the night they wrestled
Till the moon was o'er the hill
And Willie fought and Willie spat
But he couldn't have his will

It was early in the morning
With the rising of the sun
In came the maid with the good red wine
And Eppie's shirt and gown

"Get up, get up young woman
And drink the wine with me."
"You might have called me maiden
For I'm still the same as thee"

"Too bad for you, Willie,
If you couldn't prove a man
And taken the lassie's maidenhead
She would've had your hand"

"Hands off of me, lady
Hands off of me.
There's but one man in all Strathdon
Shall wedded be with me."

Then in did burst young John Forsyth
With four and twenty men
Says "Let the lady go, Willie
Or you'll never rise again."

"Go, get to me my horse, Willie,
Get it like a man
And send me back to my mother
A maiden as I cam"

"The sun shines o'er the Western Hills
By the lamplight of the moon
Go saddle your horse, young John Forsyth
And whistle, and I'll come soon."