Lowe Bonnie 1. Lowe Bonnie, Lowe Bonnie was a hunting young man, And a-hunting he did ride. With his hunting horn swung around his neck, And his broadsword by his side. 2.He hunted 'til he came to his old true love, In a lightnin' he tangled at his reigns, No one was so ready but his old true love To ride and say call in. 3. Call in, call in, Lowe Bonnie, she cried, And stay all night with me, A burning porridge you shall receive And a drink of white chocolate tea. 4. He says, I will call in and I will sit down, But I haven't got a moment to stay, There's one little girl in this whole round town That I love better than thee. 5. Oh, it's while he was sitting all on her lap, He was kissing her so sweet, A little pen knife was so keen and sharp She wounded him so deep. 6. Don't die, don't die, Lowe Bonnie she cried, Don't die, don't die so soon, I sent for the doctors in the whole round town For one who can heal your wounds. 7. How can I live, how can I live, You've wounded me so deep, I think I feel my own heart's blood A-dropping on my feet.