"O! Lady Ann, thy bed's been hard,
When I thought it the down;
O ! Lady Ann, thy love's been deep,
When I thought it was flown.
"I've met my love in the greenwood,
My foe on the brown hill;
But I ne'er met wi' aught before
I liked sae weel, an' ill.
"O I could make a Queen o' thee,
An' it would be my pride;