11 He's taen his big coat him about,
And his gun into his hand,
And he has gone to good green wood,
To kill some venison.
12 He's taen his big coat him about,
And his gun into his han,
But lang ere he came back again
She bare his dear young son.
13 He rowed her in his muckle coat,
But in his good night-gown,
And he fed her wi the good goat-milk,
Till she was well able to gang.
14 He's taen his young son in his arm,
His lady in his hand,
And they are down thro good green wood,
As fast as they can gang.
15 And they came to a shepherd's daughter,
Was feeding at her sheep;
Says, Will ye go to Douglass Dale,
Wi my yong son to keep?
16 O I will gee you gold, maiden,
And I will gee you fee,
Gin ye will go to Douglas Dale,
Wi my yong son and me.
17 She's taen his young son in her arm,
And kissed baith cheek and chin;
Says, I will go to Douglas Dale,
As fast as I can win.
18 He's taen his big coat him about,
And his lady in his hand,
And they are off to Douglas Dale,
As fast as they can gang.
19 And when they came to Douglas Dale
A happy man was he,
For his lady, and his young son,
And his nurse, a' three.