The kirk and you maun hae a bout;
Ill mat you fare,
’Tis a’ your ain, you need na doubt
Ilk hilt an hair.
Alas that e’er I saw your face,
I can nae langer hide the case;
Had I foreseen this sad disgrace,
Nae man nor you,
Shou’d e’er hae met me in yon place,
Or kiss’d my mou’.