With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan,
Nor gat I it from a dead man’s hand,
And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.
“But I gat it at my wooing gay,
With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan;
And I gie it to you on your wedding-day,
And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.”
“I’ll cast aside my satin goun,
With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan.