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The Banks of Sweet Dundee
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Roud 148
/ Song Subject MAS91
; Master title: The Banks of Sweet Dundee
; Laws M25
; G/D 2:224
; Ballad Index LM25
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Roud 148
; Wiltshire
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; Folkinfo 255
; DT SWTDUNDE
, SWTDUND2
; Mudcat 113888
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Lucy E. Broadwood, J.A. Fuller Maitland: English County Songs Bob Copper: Songs & Southern Breezes Steve Gardham: A Yorkshire Songster Nigel Gatherer: Songs and Ballads of Dundee Alan Helsdon: Vaughan Williams in Norfolk Mary and Nigel Hudleston: Songs of the Ridings Maud Karpeles: Cecil Sharp’s Collection of English Folk Songs Frank Kidson: Traditional Tunes Folk-Songs of the North-Countrie William Henry Long: A Dictionary of the Isle of Wight Dialect John Ord: Bothy Songs and Ballads Roy Palmer: Everyman’s Book of British Ballads Steve Roud, Julia Bishop: The New Penguin Book of English Folk Songs Peggy Seeger, Ewan MacColl: The Singing Island
Joe Thomas sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee to Peter Kennedy at Helston, Cornwall, on 22 November 1956. This recording was included in 2012 on the Topic anthology Good People Take Warning (The Voice of the People Series Vol. 23).
Ewan MacColl sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in 1956 on his Riverside album Scots Street Songs. He noted:
This broadside ballad has been popular with people all over the British Isles and has also been frequently collected in North America. Most versions are almost identical, textually, pointing to its frequent appearance in print, in broadsides, chapbooks, garlands and songsters. Jimmy McBeath, from whom I learned it, says of it: “It’s hardly worth singing, for everyone kens (knows) it.”
Tony Wales sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in 1957 on his Folkways album Sussex Folk Songs and Ballads. Kenneth S. Goldstein noted:
This ballad was a favorite with broadside printers in both the old world and the new. The theme of the maiden who rejects the advances of a wealthy suitor for the love of a ploughboy was an extremely popular one with country singers, and several ballads on this theme are still sung in tradition.
This version was learned by Mr. Wales from the singing of C. Potter of Horsham, who had learned it from his father, who in turn had learned it from Harry Burstow, the most famous of the local folksingers.
Stan Steggles sang Banks of Sweet Dundee in Rattlesden in 1958, and Charlie Carver sang it in the Tostock Gardeners’ Arms in 1960. Both recordings were included in two volumes of John Howson’s survey of traditional music making from Mid-Suffolk on the Veteran label, Many a Good Horseman (cassette 1993; CD 2009). John Howson noted:
A widely sung ballad which seems to have been particularly popular in East Anglia and certainly in mid Suffolk. […] It attracted the attention of many broadside printers and thus was another widely published ballad. It was obviously popular in Scotland, also turned up in Ireland and in North America. In the eastern counties Clive Carey collected it in 1911 from Mrs Yeldham in Thaxted, Essex and in the same year Cecil Sharp noted it down from John Darling in Ely, Cambridgeshire, then in 1960 Sam Steele recorded it from Billy Rash of West Wratting, Cambridgeshire and Reg Bacon of Radwinter, Essex: the latter recording can be heard on VT150CD Heel & Toe.
Reg Bacon of Radwinter, Essex sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in a 1959 recording made by Sam Steele that was included in 2005 on the Vetaran anthology of traditional folk songs, music hall songs and tunes from Norfolk, Cambridgeshire and Essex 1959-1962 from the Sam Steele collection, Heel & Toe. John Howson noted:
In A Book of British Ballads Roy Palmer introduces this ballad as “Villainy and virtue, blood and tears, innocence triumphant: here are the ingredients of a strong nineteenth-century melodrama. The ballad has remained popular with country singers until recently.”. Indeed, it is a song that almost any traditional singer who had more than a few songs would have had in their repertoire. Not suprisingly, it was particularly popular in Scotland, but it also found favour with many English singers and two fine renditions can be heard from Fred Jordan on A Shropshire Lad and Walter Pardon on A World Without Horses. It has been suggested that one of the reasons for its popularity is that the tune belongs to a well-known type of folk-melody, although Reg Bacon’s is even more interesting as it has a few more twists and turns than usual. Sam Steele also recorded the ballad from Billy Rash of West Wratting, Cambridgeshire in 1960 and not many miles away Des Herring recorded it from Stan Steggles at Rattlesden, Suffolk in 1959 and from Charlie Carver at Tostock, Suffolk in 1960. The Steggles and Carver recordings can be heard on Many a Good Horseman.
Arthur Wood sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in a 1962 recording made by Colin S. Wharton for his Leeds University degree. Songs from Wharton’s collection were released in 2019 on the Musical Traditions anthology Songs of the North Riding.
Fred Jordan sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee in a recording made by Mike Yates in 1965. This was included in 2003 on his Veteran CD A Shropshire Lad. The liner notes commented:
Also called, by Fred, The Farmer’s Daughter. Scots collector Gavin Greig said of The Banks of Sweet Dundee (or Undaunted Mary as it is sometimes called), “Few ballads are so popular and so widely distributed… It seems to be as well known in England as in Scotland, and appears in several collections. Its popularity may so far be due to its tragic character. As one editor (Frank Kidson) says, there is enough tragedy and injured innocence in the ballad to furnish the plot of a penny novelette. The tune too, which belongs to a well-known type of folk-melody, has doubtless helped to make the ballad a favourite.” It should, perhaps, be noted that Kidson also thought the words of the song to be, “sublime doggerel”! Although Fred did not record this song for the BBC in 1952, he did mention that it was another song that he then knew.
Queen Caroline Hughes sang a somewhat different version of Banks of the Sweet Dundee to Ewan MacColl, Peggy Seeger and Charles Parker in 1963 or 1966. Here the heroine didn’t shoot the squire and her father but she was shot herself. This recording was included in 2014 on her Musical Traditions anthology Sheep-Crook and Black Dog.
Robert Brader from Scunthorpe, Lincolnshire, sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in a recording made by Fred Hamer on 29 July 1967. It was included in 1989 on the VWML cassette of Hamer’s field recordings, The Leaves of Life, and in 1998 on the Topic anthology As Me and My Love Sat Courting (The Voice of the People Series Vol. 15).
Charlie Wills sang Banks of Sweet Dundee in January 1971 to Bill Leader. This recording was released a year later on his eponymous Leader album, Charlie Wills.
Rebecca Penfold sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee to Peter Kennedy at Mount Pleasant, Broadwood Kelly, Devon, on 18 April 1973. This recording was included in 2012 on the Topic anthology I’m a Romany Rai (The Voice of the People Series Vol. 22).
The Broadside from Grimsby sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in 1973 on their Topic LP of songs and ballads collected in Lincolnshire, The Moon Shone Bright. Patrick O’Shaughnessy noted:
The Banks of Sweet Dundee, also from Robert Brader of Thimbleby, 1957. A common nineteenth century ballad. Grainger collected several sets in Lincolnshire. The heroine shows the same resourcefulness as the young lady in the much older tale of The Outlandish Knight.
Freda Palmer sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee to Alison McMorland in an autumn 1975 recording. It was included in 2018 on her Musical Traditions anthology Leafield Lass. Rod Stradling noted:
a very popular song indeed, with over 355 Roud entries, of which 107 are from England. There are 78 sound recordings, of which only a dozen or so have appeared on CD. Several other songs follow much the same story line.
Michael ‘Straighty’ Flanagan of Inagh, Co Clare, sang Banks of the Sweet Dundee to Jim Carroll and Pat Mackenzie in July 1976. This recording was included in 2004 on the Musical Traditions anthology of songs and a recitation from the Carroll and Mackenzie Collection, Around the Hills of Clare. The collectors noted:
Widely popular throughout the English speaking world, this was described by Cecil Sharp as being “known to every singer of the present day”. It was even found as a capstan shanty with the words “Heave away my Johnny, heave away” sung after every line.
While most versions, as here, have the two lovers being parted, never to re-unite, there are a number that end with William returning; and one broadside, An Answer to Undaunted Mary, describes his adventures at sea and his coming back in disguise in order to test Mary’s faithfulness.
Harry Upton sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee at his home in Balcombe, Sussex, to Mike Yates in 1976. This recording was included in 1976 on the Topic anthology of country singers from the South, Green Grow the Laurels and in 2015 on the Musical Traditions anthology of songs and recitations from the Mike Yates collections, I Wish There Was No Prisons. Rod Stradling noted:
Once an extremely popular song, the Scottish song collector Gavin Greig wrote that “Few ballads are so popular and so widely distributed … It seems to be as well known in England as in Scotland, and appears in several collections. Its popularity may so far be due to its tragic character.”
Frank Kidson, a Yorkshire collector and antiquarian, noted that there was enough tragedy and injured innocence in the ballad to furnish the plot of a penny novelette. Kidson did, however, add that he thought the words to be “sublime doggerel”! It should be noted that Harry’s version is lacking the usual ending, one in which Mary uses her gold to free William from the Navy, so that they can then be married “on the banks of the sweet Dundee”; and also that Harry uses a tune related to another of his songs, Canadee-I-O, rather than the tune that we normally find attached to the words. A follow-up broadside, Answer to Undaunted Mary (Roud 5649), does not appear to have been so popular as the original song.
Danny Brazil sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee to Gwilym Davies, Staverton, Gloucestershire, in December 1977. This recording was included in 2007 on the Brazil family’s Musical Traditions anthology, Down by the Old Riverside. Rod Stradling noted:
A very popular song, with 218 Roud entries from most of the Anglophone world, this was described by Cecil Sharp as being “known to every singer of the present day”. It was even found as a capstan shanty with the words “Heave away my Johnny, heave away” sung after every line.
While most versions have the two lovers being parted, never to re-unite, there are a number that end with William returning, as here; and one broadside, An Answer to Undaunted Mary, describes his adventures at sea and his coming back in disguise in order to test Mary’s faithfulness.
Robin and Barry Dransfield sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee in 1977 on their Free Reed album Popular to Contrary Belief. This track was also included in 1997 on their Free Reed anthology Up to Now.
June Tabor sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee in a BBC session recorded on 25 January 1977 and broadcast on 22 February 1977. This recording was included in 1986 on her Strange Fruit EP The Peel Sessions and in 1998 on her Strange Fruit CD On Air.
Walter Pardon sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in a recording made by Mike Yates on 2 August 1978. It was included in 2000 on his Topic anthology A World Without Horses.
Bill Smith sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in 1979 to his son Andrew Smith. This recording was included in 2011 on his Musical Traditions anthology of songs and stories of a Shropshire man, A Country Life.
Jim Eldon sang Mary Had a Ploughboy on his 1987 album The Brid Fiddler. He noted:
Mary Had a Ploughboy came, by way of Mo Ogg, from Albert Robinson of Winteringham on the River Humber.
Louis Killen sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee unaccompanied on his 1989 cassette The Rose in June. He noted:
From the singing of Brian Ballinger when we were both living in Oxford in the mid-50s. One of the most popular broadsides of the late 18th and early 19th centuries, and found in the repertoire of most country singers well into the 20th.
Vic Legg sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee in 1994 to John Howson. This recording was published on his Veteran cassette (1994) and CD (2000) of a Cornish family’s songs, I’ve Come to Sing a Song.
Maggie Murphy sang Banks of the Sweet Dundee in 1996 on her Veteran Tapes cassette of traditional folk songs and ballads from Tempo, Co Fermanagh, Linkin’ O’er the Lea. John Howson noted:
Maggie sings this song to the air of Glen Swilly. With innocence finally winning out against evil, even if it is with the shedding of some blood, it’s hardly surprising that this song was a great favourite with 19th century singers and audiences. Under the title of Undaunted Mary it flooded onto the market from most of the major printing houses including, Catnach, Fortey and Such of London, Ross and Walker of Newcastle upon Tyne, Bebbington of Manchester and Nicholson of Belfast. This widespread distribution of the printed text accounts for the song’s firm foothold in the tradition, and why it has lingered on in good shape well into this century.
However it is a song which seems to appear in relatively few collections in Ireland. Jimmy McBride recorded it from Jimmy Houghton, lnishowen, Co. Donegal (The Flower of Dunaff Hill, 1988) and it would seem that the only Ulster recording which has been made commercially available is of Paddy Gamble, Ballymoney, Co.Antrim (Outlet OAS3011).
This is another of Maggy’s mother’s songs.
Andy M. Stewart sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in 1997 on his Green Linnet album Donegal Rain. He noted:
The city of Dundee lies in the county of Angus at the mouth of the River Tay in Scotland about 19 miles from where I was born. However, I learned this song from the singing of the great Joe Heaney from Carna, Galway, in West Connemara, whom I first met by accident, one Sunday in 1979, whilst taking a stroll in New York’s Central Park! Joe was rightly recognised as a giant amongst traditional singers and is now sadly missed. The last verse came from John Ord’s Bothy Songs and Ballads, published by John Donald, Edinburgh, in 1930.
What a woman is the heroine of this song! She just will not allow herself to be pushed around by anyone. There is loads of action in this wonderful old ballad, which I believe is of mixed Irish/Scottish descent. There was a great swapping of songs between Ireland and my part of Scotland, where many people came for work on the farms and in the mills and where many ended up getting married to locals. Consequently, I know quite a few songs which are ‘hybrids’ of this cultural exchange; this may well be another of them.
Grace Notes sang Banks of the Sweet Dundee in 1998 on their Fellside CD Red Wine & Promises. Maggie Boyle commented in their liner notes:
From the singing of Joe Heaney. A great song of a young lass in no need of assertiveness training. Thanks to Arthur Knevett for sharing his research.
Pete Morton sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee on his 1998 Harbourtown album Trespass. He noted:
Heard a version of this by Robin and Barry Dransfield and thought—what a wonderful song—but found the tune too difficult so I changed it to a three chord wonder. It’s people like me who destroy our culture—what culture!
Isla St Clair sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee on her 2000 album Murder & Mayhem. She noted:
The pretty tune belies the violence and murders in this ballad although our murderess (with mitigating circumstances) escapes prosecution. The ballad is around two hundred years old and was a favourite both in Scotland and England. The text, especially use of the word ‘Squire’—Scotland has Lairds—leads one to believe this ballad arrived with English workers.
Matt Quinn sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee, “from a recording of Walter Pardon”, in 2008 on The Mighty Quinn’s album Thicker Than Water.
Janet Russell sang Banks of Sweet Dundee in 2008 on her Harbourtown CD Love Songs and Fighting Talk. She noted:
It’s okay to cheer for Mary in this song, because it’s all in self defence. I can’t help myself cheering anyway. […] Dundee, I am informed by Sheila Miller, is prabably “Dudden” or “Dundy” in Cumbria.
Rob Williams sang The Banks of the Sweet Dundee in 2012 on his CD of songs from around the Quantock Hills, collected from Jane Gulliford of Combe Florey, Outstanding Natural Beauty.
Andy Turner learned Banks of the Sweet Dundee from Peggy Seeger and Ewan MacColl’s The Singing Island. He sang it as the 18 August 2013 entry of his project A Folk Song a Week.
Jack Rutter sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee in 2017 on his CD Hills. He noted:
I found two sets of words for this song from Frank Kidson, one in Folk-Songs of the North-Countrie and the other in Traditional Tunes, and then heard some more verses for the song round and about. I’ve set these words to a variation of the tune from the song The Banks of Red Roses.
The Outside Track sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee on their 2018 CD Rise Up. They noted:
We heard this song from the singing of Jack Rutter. It tells the tale of a young woman who defeats her wicked uncle in order to marry her beloved ploughboy. A folk song with a happy ending!
Annie Winter sang Banks of Sweet Dundee on Amsher’s 2018 album of Hampshire songs collected by Lucy Broadwood in Oxfordshire, Patience Vaisey at Adwell 1892. Bob Askew noted:
A ballad about a young woman oppressed by her uncle to marry a squire. She foils a rape by shooting the squire and her uncle. It was very popular throughout Britain.
Sam Kelly & The Lost Boys sang Banks of Sweet Dundee in 2021 on their Pure CD The Wishing Tree.
Lonan sang The Banks of Sweet Dundee on their 2021 album Forever Has Flown. They noted:
Another one of those songs which exists in many different versions. Katy [Ryder] came across this one in Frank Kidson’s Traditional Tunes, which he collected in Leeds from Mr. Benjamin Holgate—“but I have met with the same, almost note for note, in Scotland, in North and other parts of Yorkshire, and in Berkshire”, Kidson wrote. He also described the song as “sublime doggerel”, which might be one of the best backhanded compliments we’ve ever heard.
Rachael McShane and The Cartographers sang Banks of Sweet Dundee on their 2025 album Uncharted. She noted:
The poor woman in this song has had a rough time of it. She is orphaned and living with her uncle who is determined to marry her off to a wealthy squire whom she has no interest in whatsoever. I’ve seen this song described as ‘a folk song with a happy ending’, but as she solves the situation by killing them both I’m not sure it’s entirely ‘happy’.
Lyrics
Tony Wales sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter, so beautiful, I’m told;
Her parents died and left her five hundred pounds in gold.
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
As you soon shall hear, this maiden fair did prove his overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughboy, young Mary loved full well,
And in her uncle’s garden their tales of love would tell;
But there was a wealthy squire, who oft came her to see,
Yet still she loved her ploughboy, on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Her uncle rose one morning, and early went straightway,
And knocking at the bedroom door, he unto her did say,
“Come rise up, pretty maiden, a lady you might be;
The squire’s waiting for you, on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
“A fig for all your squires, your lords and dukes likewise;
My William’s hand appears to me like diamonds in my eyes.”
“Begone, unruly female, you ne’er shall happy be,
For I mean to banish William from the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire was a-walking out next day;
“Young William is in favor,” her uncle he did say,
“But, indeed, it’s my intention to tie him to a tree,
Or else to bribe the pressgang on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
The pressgang come to William when he was all alone.
He boldly fought for liberty, but they was six to one.
The blood did flow in torrents, “Pray kill me now,” said he,
“I’d rather die for Mary, on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
The maid next day was walking, lamenting for her love;
She met with the wealthy squire down in her uncle’s grove.
He clasped his hands all round her, “Stand off, base man,” said she,
“’Twas you that bribed the pressgang, on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
He clasped his arms all round her, and tried to throw her down,
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the pistols, the sword he used so free;
But she did fire and shoot the squire, on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and hastened to the ground.
“Since you have killed the squire, I’ll give you your death wound.”
“Stand off,” then said young Mary, “Undaunted I will be.”
Then the trigger drew and her uncle slew, on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
The doctor then was sent for, a man of noted skill.
Likewise came the lawyer, for him to sign his will;
He willed his gold to Mary, who fought so manfully,
Then he closed his eyes no more to rise, by the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Stan Steggles sings Banks of Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter, so beautiful, I’m told.
Her parents died and left her five hundred pounds in gold.
She lived all with her uncle, ’twas the cause of all her woe,
Soon you shall hear this maiden fair, did prove his overthrow.
Her uncle he kept a ploughboy, young a Mary loved full well,
And in her uncle’s garden their tales of love did tell.
There was a wealthy squire who oft came her to see,
But still she loved the ploughboy, on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Now her uncle arose one morning, and he tapp-ed at her door.
“Come rise up pretty maiden, ’tis a lady you may be.
The squire is waiting for you on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
“A fig for all your squires, your lords, your dukes likewise,
My William had appeal to me like diamonds in my eyes.”
“Be gone, unruly female, you ne’er shall happy be,
For I mean to banish William from the banks of sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire went riding out one day;
Young William stood in favour, to hear her uncle say,
“Indeed, it’s my intention. I’ll tie him to a tree,
Or else I’ll bribe the press-gang, on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
Now the press-gang came to William, when he was all alone,
He boldly fought for liberty, but they were three to one.
His blood did flow in torrents, “Come kill me now,” said he,
“For I’d rather die for Mary on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
Now that maid was one day walking, lamenting for her love,
She met the wealthy squire down in her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms around her, said “A kiss my pretty maid?”
“Stand off, stand off.” said Mary, “Stand off base man from me,”
“You’ve sent the only lad I love from the banks of sweet Dundee.”
He clasped his arm around her, He tried for to force her down.
Two pistols and a sword she espied beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary snatched the rapier and his sword he used full free,
But she did fire and shoot the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Now her uncle overheard the noise, he hastened to the ground.
“Since you have shot the squire, I’ll give you your death wound.”
“Stand off, Stand off,” said Mary, “Undaunted I will be.”
She the trigger drew and her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Now the doctor he was sent for, a man of noted skill,
Likewise there came the lawyer for him to court the will.
He willed his gold to Mary, who fought so manfully,
And now she lives quite happy on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Reg Bacon sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
There was a brisk young damsel so beautiful I’m told,
Her parents died and left her ten thousand pounds in gold,
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
And soon you shall hear this maiden fair did prove her overthrow, overthrow, overthrow,
And soon you shall hear this maiden fair did prove her overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughboy who Mary loved full well,
And in her uncle’s garden and the tales of love did tell.
There was a wealthy squire who oft came her to see,
But still she loved her ploughboy on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
But still she loved her ploughboy on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Her uncle rose one morning and went to see her straight away.
He knock-ed at her bedroom door and these words to her did say,
“Arise my pretty maiden, a lady you should be,
There’s a squire waiting for you on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
There’s a squire waiting for you on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
“O fig for all your squires, the lords and dukes like wise,
Young William appears to me like diamonds in mine eyes.”
“Be gone unruly female you never shall happy be,
For I mean to banish William from the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
For I mean to banish William from the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire rode out one summer’s day,
“Young William’s in her favour,” her uncle he did say.
“Indeed it’s my intention to bind him to a tree,
Or else to bribe the press gang on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
Or else to bribe the press gang on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
The pressgang come to William when he was all alone,
He boldly fought for liberty but there were six to one.
The blood did flow in torrents, “Pray kill me now,” said he,
“For I’d rather die for Mary on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
For I’d rather die for Mary on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
As Mary was a-walking, lamenting for her love,
She met this wealthy squire down by her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms around her waist “Stand back base man!” said she,
“For you’ve sent the only man I love from the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
For you’ve sent the only man I love from the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
He put his arms around her waist and tried to throw her down,
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath her morning gown.
Young Mary took the weapons, the sword he used so free,
And she did fire and shoot the squire on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
And she did fire and shoot the squire on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and hastened to the ground,
Saying, “You have killed the squire! I will give you your death wound.”
“Stand back!” then said young Mary, “undaunted I will be!”
She the trigger drew and her uncle slew on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
she the trigger drew and her uncle slew on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
A doctor was then sent for, a man of noted skill,
And then likewise the lawyer, who came to prove the will.
The will did go to Mary who fought so manfully,
And now she lives happy on the banks of the sweet Dundee, Dundee, Dundee,
And now she lives happy on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Caroline Hughes sings Banks of the Sweet Dundee
O the box all on his shoulder
and that it happened so,
“You walk with me my fair pretty maid,
all on the king’s highway.”
She was young and innosnee,
she walked on by his side,
“O I’ll show you the near road,
across the countery.”
Well all in my uncle’s garden
these lonesome tales was told,
Although she fought for liberty,
“Pray kill me now,” said she.
And the trigger stood (?) and shot her dead,
on the banks of the Sweet Dundee.
Now come you motheree woman,
do have pity what I say.
There’s me and my companion
who are just now walking on.
With the box all on my shoulder
and as it happened so,
I lost my mind and shot her dead
on the banks of the Sweet Dundee.
Robert Brader sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter so beautiful and tall,
Her parents died and left her five hundred pound in gold.
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
And soon, you shall hear, this maiden fair caused his overthrow.
Her uncle had a plough-boy, who Mary loved so well,
And in her uncle’s garden these tales of love would tell.
There was a wealthy squire who oft came her to see,
But still she loved that plough-boy on the banks of sweet Dundee.
“A fig for all your squires, your lords, dukes likewise.
My William’s hands appears to me like diamonds in my eyes.”
“O begone, our village female, happier you shall be,
For I mean to banish William from the banks of sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire rode out one summer’s day.
“Young William is in favour,” her uncle he did say.
“Indeed, it is my intention to tie him to a tree,
Or else to send the press-gang on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
The press-gang came to William when he was all alone;
He boldly fought for liberty but there was three to one.
The blood did flow in torrents, “Pray kill me now,” said he,
“For I’d rather die for Mary on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
One day when Mary was a-walking lamenting for her love,
She met the wealthy squire down in her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms around her. “Stand off base man,” said she,
“For you boldly sent the lad I love from the banks of sweet Dundee.””
He clasped his arms around her and tried to throw her down;
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the weapon and the sword she used so free,
And she let fire and shot the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and he hastened to the ground.
“Since you have killed the squire I’ll give you your death wound.”"
Then, “Stand up,”" said young Mary, “undaunted I will be.””
The trigger she drew; her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.
A doctor was soon sent for, a man of noted skill,
Likewise up came a lawyer for him sign his will.
He willed the gold to Mary, who fought so manfully,
And now she lives quite happy on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Freda Palmer sings The Banks of the Sweet Dundee
There was a farmer’s daughter,
so lately I’ve been told,
Her parents died and left her
five hundred pounds in gold.
She lived with her uncle,
who was the cause of all her woe.
Now this maiden fair, ye soon shall hear,
she proved her overthrow.
As Mary went a-walking,
the mountains for a laugh (?)
She met the noble squire
down in her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms all round her,
“Stand off, base man,” said she,
“For you sent the only lad I love
from the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
He put his arms all round her
and tried to slow her down;
Two pistols and a sword she spied
beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the weapons
he thought he’d use so free,
Then she did fire, and shot the squire
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
A doctor soon was sent for,
a man of mighty skill.
And likewise came a lawyer
for him to make his will.
He willed his gold to Mary
who’d fought so manfully,
Then he closed his eyes, no more to rise
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
And now she lives quite happy
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Straighty Flanagan sings Banks of the Sweet Dundee
’Tis of a farmer’s daughter,
so beautiful, I’m told,
Her parents died and left her
a large amount in gold.
She lived with her uncle,
the cause of all her woe,
You soon shall hear how this fair maiden
proved his overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughboy
young Mary loved so well,
And in her father’s garden,
the tales of love did tell.
There was a wealthy squire,
who oft came her to see,
But still she loved her ploughboy
on the banks of sweet Dundee.
One fine summer’s morning
her uncle went straightway,
Knocked at this maiden’s bedroom
and into her did say:
“Arise, arise, my pretty maid,
a lady you may be,
The squire is waiting for you
on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
“A fig for all your squires,
your lords and dukes likewise,
Young William, he appears to me
like diamonds in the skies.”
“Begone, unruly female,
you ne’er shall happy be,
For I will banish William
from the banks of sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire
rode out one summer’s day.
“Young William is in favour,”
her uncle he did say.
“And it is my intention
to tie him to a tree,
And then to bribe a press-gang
on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
A press-gang came to William
when he was alone,
He boldly fought for liberty,
but they were six to one;
The blood did flow in torrents,
“Pray don’t kill me now”, said he,
“For I’d rather die for Mary
on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
This maiden fair was walking out
lamenting for her love;
She met the wealthy squire
down in her uncle’s grove.
He clasped his hands around her:
“Stand off, base man”, said she,
“You have sent the only lad I love
from the banks of sweet Dundee.”
He threw his arms around her waist
and tried to throw her down.
Two pistols and a sword she spied
beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the pistol,
the sword she used so free,
And she fired and shot the squire
on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise
and hastened to the ground,
Saying, “Since you shot the squire
I’ll give you your death wound.”
“Stand off then” said Mary,
“Undaunted I will be.”
The trigger drew, her uncle slew
on the banks of sweet Dundee.
The doctor then was sent for,
a man of noted skill,
And likewise came the lawyer,
for him to sign the will.
He willed all his gold to Mary,
who fought so manfully;
Then he closed his eyes, No more to rise
on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Harry Upton sings The Banks of the Sweet Dundee
It was of a farmer’s daughter,
so beautiful and fair,
Her parents died and left her
five hundred pounds a year.
She lived with her uncle,
the cause of all her woes,
And you will hear this maiden fair
did prove an overthrow.
(Repeats last two lines)
Her uncle had a ploughboy,
young Mary loved him well.
Out in her uncle’s garden
their tale of love could tell.
But there was a wealthy squire
who oft came her to see,
But still she loved her ploughboy
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
It was on one summer’s morning,
her uncle rode straightway.
He knocked at her bedroom door
and unto her did say,
“Come arise you pretty maiden,
a lady you may be,
For the squire is waiting for you
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
“A fig for all your squires,
your lords and dukes likewise.
My William’s hands appears to me
like diamonds in my eyes.”
“Be ungone you unruly female,
you never shall happy be,
For I mean to vanish William
from the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire
rode out one summer’s morn.
“Young William is in favour”,
her uncle he did say.
“Indeed, it’s my intention
to tie him to a tree
Or else to board the press gang
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
The press-gang came to William
when he was all alone.
He boldly fought for liberty,
but there was six to one.
The blood it flowed in torments
“Pray kill me now,” said he
“For I would rather die for Mary,
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
This maid one day was walking,
lamenting for her own.
She met this wealthy squire
down in her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms around her,
“Stand off, bad man”, said she,
“You have sent the only lad I love
from the banks of the sweet Dundee.”
He clasped his arms around her
and tried to throw her down;
Two pistols and a sword she spied
beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the weapon,
his sword he used so free,
And she did fire and shot the squire
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the shot,
he hastened to the spot.
“Since you have killed the squire,
I’ll give you your death wound.”
“Stand off, stand off!” young Mary cried,
“Undaunted I won’t be!”
She the trigger drew and her uncle slew
on the Banks of the sweet Dundee.
A doctor soon was sent for,
a man of noted skill,
And likewise for a lawyer,
for him to sign his will.
He willed his gold to Mary,
who fought so man-i-fully,
And now she lives quite happy
on the banks of the sweet Dundee.
Danny Brazil sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
All for a fair damsel I’ve lately been told,
Her parents died, left her a hundred pounds in gold;
She lived all with her uncle; was the cause of all her woe,
So soon you’ll hear the maid so fair when she proved her overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughing boy that Mary loved fair well,
It was in her uncle’s garden, some tales of love they told;
All for a wealthy squire so often come to see,
Still Mary she loved her ploughboy on the banks of Sweet Dundee.
It was early one morning, Mary’s uncle he rose,
Straight away to Mary’s bedroom so speedily did go;
“It’s rise you up young Mary, a lady you may be,
The squire’s waiting for you on the banks of Sweet Dundee.”
“I don’t want none of your squires, nor your lords, dukes likewise,
Young Willie he appeared to me like diamonds in my eyes.”
“We’ll have young Willie headed, we’ll chain him to a tree,
And we’ll send the press gang to him on the banks of Sweet Dundee.”
The press gang came to William as he sat all alone,
There he boldly fought for liberty where there was ten to one;
The blood flew in torrents. “Now kill me now,” says he,
“I would rather die for Mary on the banks of Sweet Dundee.”
As Mary was walking all through her uncle’s grove,
There she met the wealthy squire dressed in his mornings clothes;
He put his arms around her, “Stand off, stand off,” says she,
“You’ve sent the only lad I love from the banks of Sweet Dundee.”
He throwed his arms around her, trying to throw her down
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his mornings gown;
She took the weapons from him and the sword she used it free,
She boldly fired and shot the squire on the banks of Sweet Dundee.
Soon as her uncle heard of it he made haste to the ground
He said, “Since you’ve killed the squire I will give you your death wound.”
“It’s stand you off,” young Mary cried, “undaunted I will be.”
The trigger drew and her uncle slew on the banks of Sweet Dundee.
The doctor was sent for a man of noted skill,
And likewise a lawyer to sign up his will;
He willed his gold to Mary ’cos she fought so manfully,
He closed his eyes no more could rise on the banks of Sweet Dundee.
Young William was sent for and quickly did return,
As soon as he came back again young Mary ceased to mourn;
The day it was appointed, they joined their hands so free,
And now they live in splendour on the banks of Sweet Dundee.
Walter Pardon sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter so beautiful, I’m told.
Her parents died and left her five hundred pounds in gold.
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
And soon you’ll hear this maiden fair has caused his overthrow.
Her uncle kept a ploughboy, who Mary loved quite well,
And in her uncle’s garden her tales of love did tell.
It’s of a wealthy squire oft-times came her to see,
Still Mary loved her ploughboy on the banks of Sweet Dundee.
Her uncle rose one summer’s morn and straight made his way,
Knocked at Mary’s bedroom door and unto her did say,
“Rise up, rise up, my Mary, a lady you shall be,
For the squire’s come to wed you on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
“I care not for your squires, your lords and dukes likewise,
Young William’s eyes appear to me like diamonds in the skies.”
“Begone then,” said her uncle, “you ne’er shall happy be,
For I mean to banish William from the banks of sweet Dundee.”
The press-gang came to William while he was all alone,
Bravely he fought for liberty, but they were ten to one.
The blood did flow in torrents, “Oh, kill me now,” cried he,
“For I’d rather die than Mary on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
As Mary was a-walking, lamenting for her love,
She met the wealthy squire all in her uncle’s grove,
He put his arm around her, “Stand off, young man,” said she,
“You’ve slain the only lad I love on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
He put his arm around her to throw her to the ground,
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his morning gown.
She took the weapons from him and swore she would go free,
She fired and shot the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and hastened to the ground,
“Since you have killed the squire I’ll give you your death wound.”
“Stand off, stand off,” said Mary, “undaunted I will be.”
She the pistol drew and her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.
A doctor then was sent for, a man of noted skill,
Likewise came a lawyer for him to sign his will,
He willed his gold to Mary, who fought so manfully,
He closed his eyes, no more to rise on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Louis Killen sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter, so beautiful I’m told.
Her father died and left her five hundred pounds in gold.
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
But you soon shall hear this maiden fair that causes his overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughboy young Mary loved fair well
And in her uncle’s garden their tales of love they’d tell.
But there was a wealthy squire who oft her came to see
But still she loved her ploughboy on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle and the squire rode out once on this day.
“Young William’s in favour,” her uncle then did say,
“Indeed is my intention to tie him to a tree
Or else to bribe the press gang on the banks of sweet Dundee.“
The press gang found young William when he was all alone;
He boldly fought for liberty, but they were six to one.
The blood did flow in torrents, “Pray, kill me now,” says he,
“I’d rather die for Mary on the banks of sweet Dundee.“
This maid one day was walking, lamenting for her love,
She met the wealthy squire down by her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms around her, “Stand off, bad man,” said she;
“You sent the only lad I love from the banks of sweet Dundee.“
He clashed his arms around her and tried to throw her down;
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the pistols and the sword he used so free;
And she did fire and shot the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and hastened to the ground,
“O since you killed the squire, I’ll give you your death wound!”
“Stand off!” oh then young Mary said, “undaunted I will be!”
And the sword she drew and her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.
A doctor soon was sent for, a man of noted skill;
Likewise came his lawyer for him to sign his will.
He left his gold to Mary who’d fought so manfully
And closed his eyes, no more to rise, on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Andy M. Stewart sings The Banks of Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter so beautiful I’m told,
Her parents died and left her five hundred pounds in gold.
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
You soon shall hear how this maiden fair did prove his overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughboy young Mary loved full well,
And in her uncle’s gardens sweet tales of love would tell.
There was a wealthy squire who oft came her to see
But still she loved the ploughboy on the banks of sweet Dundee.
It was on a summer’s morning her uncle went straight way,
He knocked at Mary’s bedroom door and unto her did say,
“Come rise, my pretty maiden, a lady you may be,
The squire is waiting for you on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
“A fig for all your squires, your lords and dukes likewise!
My William he appears to me like diamonds in my eyes.”
“Be gone, unruly female, you ne’er shall happy be!
I mean lo banish William drom the banks of sweet Dundee.”
Her uncle and the squire rode out one summer’s day,
“Your William is in favour,” her uncle he did say,
“Indeed ’tis my intention to tie him to a tree
Or else to bribe the press-gang on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
The press-gang came to William when he was all alone,
He boldly fought for liberty, but they were six to one.
The blood did flow in torrents, “Pray kill me now!”, says he,
“I would rather die for Mary on the banks of sweet Dundee.”
This maid, one day, was walking, lamenting for her love,
She met the wealthy squire down in her uncle’s grove.
He put his arms around her, “Stand off, base man,” said she,
“For you’ve banished the only man I love From the banks of sweet Dundee.”
He clasped his arms around her and he tried to throw her down;
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his morning gown.
Young Mary took the pistols, his sword he used so free,
Then she did fire and she shot the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and he hastened to the ground,
“O since you shot the squire, I’ll give you your death wound!”
“Stand off then,” cried young Mary, “Undaunted I will be!”
She the trigger drew and her uncle slew in the banks of sweet Dundee.
A doctor soon was sent for, a man of noted skill,
Likewise, there came a lawyer to sign her uncle’s will.
He willed his gold to Mary who fought so manfully
Then he closed his eyes, no more to rise on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Young William, he was sent for and quickly he did return,
As soon as he came back again young Mary ceased to mourn.
The day it was appointed, they joined their hands so free
And now they live in splendour on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Grace Notes sing Banks of the Sweet Dundee
It’s of a farmer’s daughter, so beautiful I am told.
Her parents died and they left her a large amount of gold.
She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woe,
But you soon shall hear how this maiden fair she proved his overthrow.
Her uncle had a ploughboy young Mary loved quite well
And in her uncle’s garden their tales of love did tell.
There was a wealthy squire who oft her her to see
But still she loved her ploughboy on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Well on a Monday morning her uncle went straightway,
He knocked upon the maiden’s door and this to her did say:
“Arise, arise, my pretty maid, a lady you can be,
The squire is waiting for you on the banks of sweet Dundee.“
“I care not for your squires, your lords or dukes likewise,
My William he appears to me like diamonds in the skies.”
“Begone, unruly female, you ne’er shall happy be,
For I will banish William from the banks of sweet Dundee.“
Her uncle and the squire went out to walk next day.
“Young William he’s in favour,” her uncle he did say,
“Indeed it’s my intention to tie him to a tree
Or else to bribe the press gang on the banks of sweet Dundee.“
The press gang came on William while he was all alone;
He bravely fought for liberty, but they were six to one.
His blood did flow in torrents, “Pray, kill me now,” said he,
“For I will die for Mary on the banks of sweet Dundee.“
And Mary was out walking, lamenting for her love,
She met the wealthy squire down by her uncle’s grove.
He threw his arms around her, “Stand off, bad man,” said she;
“’Twas you to bribe the press gang on the banks of sweet Dundee.“
He wrapped his arms around her and he tried to throw her down;
A pistol and a sword she spied beneath his morning gown.
She took the pistol from him and the sword he used quite free;
She did fire and she shot the squire on the banks of sweet Dundee.
Her uncle overheard the noise and hastened to the ground,
“Since you have killed the squire,“ he said, “I’ll give you your death wound!”
“Stand off, bad man!” said Mary, “undaunted I will be!”
The trigger she drew and her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.
He willed his gold to Mary who fought so manfully,
He closed his eyes, no more to rise, on the banks of sweet Dundee.