“O had your tongue now, John,” he says,
“You wis na what you say;
For I’ve lood that bonny face
This twelve month and a day.
“And tho I’ve lood her lang and sair
A smile I neer coud win;
Yet what I’ve got anse in my power
To keep I think nae sin.”
“O had your tongue now, John,” he says,
“You wis na what you say;
For I’ve lood that bonny face
This twelve month and a day.
“And tho I’ve lood her lang and sair
A smile I neer coud win;
Yet what I’ve got anse in my power
To keep I think nae sin.”