They bade her tak aff the robes o silk,
And muck the byres wi Ritchie Storry.
10
Whan they cam to yon hie hill,
Dear vow, but the lady she was sorry!
She looked oure her left showther—
‘O an I war in bonny Cumbernaldie!’
11
‘O are na ye sorry now, ladye,
O are na ye sorry now, ladye,