26 'For I am bidden to Willie's weddin,
On Monday in good time,
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27 On every tait o her horse's mane
A siller bell did hing,
An on every tait o her horse's tail
A golden bell did ring.
28 Twal and twal rade her afore,
An twal an twal ahind,
An twal an twal on every side,
To hold her frae the wind.
29 Fair Annie shined mair on the top o the hill
Than Willie did in the glen;
Fair Annie shined mair on the heid o the hill
Than Willie wi a' his men.
30 Whan she came to Mary's kirk,
She lighted on the stane;
An when she came to the kirk-door,
She bade the bride gae in.
31 'Clear, clear is your day, Willie,
But brown, brown is your bride;
Clear, clear is her lawn curches,
But weel dunned is her hide.'
32 'Where got ye yon water, Annie,
That has made you so white?'
'I got it in my father's garden,
Below yon hollan dyke.
33 'But ye hae been washed i the moss water,
An rocked in the reek;
Ye hae been brunt in your mither's wame,
An ye will neer be white.'
34 'Whatna fool were ye, Willie,
To lay your love on me;
She's mair gowd on her heid this day
Than I'll wear till I die!'