His merrymen in ae livery clad,
O’ the Lincoln green sae gay to see:
He and his Lady in purple clad;
Oh! gin they live right royallie!
“He says, yon forest is his awn;
He wan it frae the Southronie;
Sae as he wan it, sae will he keep it,
Contrair all Kings in Christentie.”
“Gar warn me Perthshire, and Angus baith,