Lay never your love upon a man
Above your ain degree.
2
Thus I speak by Burd Isbel;
She was a maid sae fair,
She laid her love on Sir Patrick,
She’ll rue it for evermair.
3
And likewise, a’ ye sprightly youths,
Of low station or hie,
Lay never your love upon a man
Above your ain degree.
2
Thus I speak by Burd Isbel;
She was a maid sae fair,
She laid her love on Sir Patrick,
She’ll rue it for evermair.
3
And likewise, a’ ye sprightly youths,
Of low station or hie,