The ladies ga a caa,
Fair mat fa him Earell!
But ran to his lady.
24
He was na in at the town-head,
Nor just at the end,
Till the letters they were waiting him
That Earell had a son.
25
‘Look up, Meggie, look up, Meggie,
The ladies ga a caa,
Fair mat fa him Earell!
But ran to his lady.
24
He was na in at the town-head,
Nor just at the end,
Till the letters they were waiting him
That Earell had a son.
25
‘Look up, Meggie, look up, Meggie,