[The tune changes.]
"O be content, O be content,45
O be content to stay, lady,
For now ye are my wedded wife
Until my dying day, lady.
"Rob Roy was my father call'd,
Macgregor was his name, lady;50
He led a band o' heroes bauld,
And I am here the same, lady.
"He was a hedge unto his friends,
A heckle to his foes, lady,
And every one that did him wrang,55
He took him by the nose, lady.
"I am as bold, I am as bold
As my father was afore, lady;
He that daurs dispute my word
Shall feel my gude claymore, lady.60
"My father left me cows and yowes,
And sheep, and goats, and a', lady,
And you and twenty thousand merks
Will mak me a man fu' braw, lady."