10
‘In my father’s house there’s feather-beds,
Feather-beds, and blankets mony;
They’re a’ mine, and they’ll sune be thine,
And what needs your mither be sae sorrie, Peggie?
11
‘Dinna you see yon nine score o kye,
Feeding on yon hill sae bonnie?
They’re a’ mine, and they’ll sune be thine,
And what needs your mither be sorrie, Peggie?