And out there cam a lady fine;
Four and twenty at her back,
And they were a' clad out in green;
Though the King of Scotland had been there,
The warst o' them might hae been his queen.
On we lap, and awa' we rade,
Till we came to yon bonny ha';
Where the roof was o* the beaten gowd,
And the floor was o' the crystal a'.
When we cam to the stair foot