3
O she had nothing to lap them in,
But a white appurn, and that was thin.
H.
Motherwell's MS., p. 402. From Agnes Laird, Kilbarchan, August 24, 1825.
1
There was a lady brisk and smart,
All in a lone and a lonie O
And she goes with child to her father's clark.
Down by the greenwood sidie O
2
Big, big oh she went away,
And then she set her foot to a tree.
3
Big she set her foot to a stone,
Till her three bonnie babes were borne.
4
She took the ribbons off her head,
She tied the little babes hand and feet.
5
She howkit a hole before the sun,
She's laid these three bonnie babes in.
6
She covered them over with marble stone,
For dukes and lords to walk upon.
7
She lookit over her father's castle wa,
She saw three bonnie boys playing at the ba.