Comin’ thro’ the Rye.
Gin a body meet a body,
Comin’ thro’ the rye;
Gin a body kiss a body,
Need a body cry?
Ilka lassie has her laddie,
Nane they say ha’e I;
Yet a’ the lads they smile at me,
And what the waur am I?
Gin a body meet a body
Comin’ frae the well,
Gin a body kiss a body,
Need a body tell?
Ilka lassie has her laddie,
Ne’er a ane ha’e I;
But a’ the lads they smile on me,
And what the waur am I?
Gin a body meet a body,
Comin’ frae the town;
Gin a body greet a body,
Need a body frown?
Ilka lassie has her laddie,
Nane, they say, ha’e I;
But a’ the lads they lo’e me weel,
And what the waur am I?