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Tam Lin version: Child's 39L
Source: The English and Scottish Popular Ballads, 1882-1898 by Francis James Child cites: "Scotch Ballads, Materials for Border Minstrelsy," No 27, Abbotsford; in the handwriting of William Laidlaw.
She's kutit up her green cleadin Awee aboon her knee, An she's away to her ain bower-door, As fast as she can dree.
There war four-an-twentie fair ladies A' dancin in a chess, An some war blue an some war green, But Janet was like the gress.
There war four-an-twentie fair ladies A' playin at the ha, An some war red an som wer white, But Jennet was like the snaw.
- Full Version -
This fragmented version of the ballad appeared in the notes of Child's books. It's clearly incomplete, consisting only of Janet's meeting with Tam Lin and her return home, looking pale. There are no fairies, no reunion, no transformations, and no rescue.