There’s my hand, I’m at your command,
Marry me whan ye will, Ritchie!’
6
This boy he went to his bed,
It was a’ to try this fair ladye;
But she went up the stair to him:
‘Ye maun leave your comrades, Ritchie.
7
‘To the Borders we maun gang, Ritchie,
To the Borders we maun gang, Ritchie,