He's call'd upon his merry men a',105
To follow him to the glen;
And he's vow'd he'd neither eat nor sleep
Till he got his love again.
He's mounted him on a milk-white steed,
And fast he rade away;110
And he's come to Glenlyon's yett,
About the close o' day.
As Baby at her window stood,
And the west-wind saft did blaw,
She heard her Johnie's well-kent voice115
Aneath the castle wa'.
"O Baby, haste, the window loup;
I'll kep you in my arm;
My merry men a' are at the yett
To rescue you frae harm."120
She to the window fix'd her sheets,
And slipped safely down;
And Johnie catched her in his arms,
Ne'er loot her touch the groun'.
Glenlyon and his brother John125
Were birling in the ha',
When they heard Johnie's bridle ring
As fast he rade awa'.
"Rise, Jock; gang out and meet the priest;
I hear his bridle ring;130
My Baby now shall be my wife,
Before the laverock sing."
"O brother, this is nae the priest;
I fear he'll come o'er late;
For armed men wi' shining brands135
Stand at the castle yett."