32 He's taen out a purse of gold,
And tauld it on a stane;
Says, Take ye that, my fair woman,
And ye'll frae me be gane.
33 'I will hae nane o your purse o gold,
That ye tell on a stane;
But I will hae yoursell,' she says,
'Another I'll hae nane.'
34 He has taen out another purse,
And tauld it in a glove;
Says, Take ye that, my fair woman,
And choice another love.
35 'I'll hae nane o your purses o gold,
That ye tell in a glove;
But I will hae yoursell,' she says,
'I'll hae nae ither love.'
36 But he's taen out another purse,
And tauld it on his knee;
Said, Take ye that, ye fair woman,
Ye'll get nae mair frae me.
37 'I'll hae nane o your purses o gold,
That ye tell on your knee;
But I will hae yoursell,' she says,
'The queen has granted it me.'
38 'O will ye hae the short claithing,
Or will ye hae the side?
Or will ye gang to your wedding,
Or will ye to it ride?'
39 'I winna hae the short claithing,
But I will hae the side;
I winna gang to my wedding,
But to it I will ride.'
40 The first town that they came till
They made the mass be sung,
And the next town that they came till
They made the bells be rung.
41 And the next town that they came till
He bought her gay claithing,
And the next town that they came till
They held a fair wedding.