"Oh, where have ye been, Lord Lantonn, my son?
Oh, where have ye been, my handsome young man?"
"Out with the hounds, mother make the bed soon,
I'm weary with hunting, and fain would lie doon."
"Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Lantonn, my son?
Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?"
"I dined with my leman, mother make the bed soon,
I'm weary with hunting, and fain would lie doon."
"What ate ye to dinner, Lord Lantonn, my son?
What ate ye to dinner, my handsome young man?"
"Eels stewed in damsons, mother make the bed soon,
I'm weary with hunting, and fain would lie doon."
"Oh, where are your hounds, Lord Lantonn, my son?
Oh, where are your hounds, my handsome young man?"
"They swelled and they died, mother make the bed soon,
I'm weary with hunting, and fain would lie doon."
"I fear ye are poisoned, Lord Lantonn, my son!
I fear ye are poisoned, my handsome young man!
"Oh yes! I am poisoned, mother make the bed soon,
I'm weary with hunting, and fain would lie doon.”