3
The auld ane to the young did say,
'Will you gae to the green and play?'
4
'O sister, sister, I daurna gang,
For fear I file my silver shoon.'
5
It was not to the green they gaed,
But it was to the water of Tweed.
6
She bowed her back and she's taen her on,
And she's tumbled her in Tweed mill-dam.
7
'O sister, O sister, O tak my hand,
And I'll mak you heir of a' my land.'
8
'O sister, O sister, I'll no take your hand,
And I'll be heir of a' your land.'
9
'O sister, O sister, O tak my thumb,
And I'll give you my true-love John.'
10
'O sister, O sister, I'll no tak your thumb,
And I will get your true-love John.'
11
Aye she swattered and aye she swam,
Until she came to the mouth of the dam.
12
The miller's daughter went out to Tweed,
To get some water to bake her bread.