"Will you have the key to my chest,
To draw out gold at your request?
"Will you have the key to my heart,
That we may love and never part?"
"Yes, I will have the key to your heart,
That we may love and never part,
And I will marry you, you, you,
And I will marry you."
The same idea is contained in a song originally Scotch, but which comes to us (through an Irish medium) from Pennsylvania:
"Will you come to the Highland braes,
Bonny lassie, Highland lassie?
Will you come to the Highland braes,
My bonny Highland lassie?"
The reply is, "Na, na, it will not dee, bonnie laddie," etc.: when the wooer gradually increases his offers:
"I will give you a golden comb,
If you will be mine and never roam;"
and finally inquires,
"Will you go to the kirk with me,
There to be my wedded wife?"