She biggit her bonnie bow’r doun in yon glen;

But now she cries, Dool, and a well-a-day!

Come doun the green gait and come here away!

When bonnie young Johnnie cam owre the sea,

He said he saw naething sae lovely as me;

He hecht me baith rings and mony braw things—

And werena my heart’s licht, I wad dee.

He had a wee titty that loe’d na me,

Because I was twice as bonny as she;

She raised sic a pother ’twixt him and his mother