And when we came through Glasgow toun,
We were a comely sight to see;
My gude lord in the black velvèt,
And I mysel’ in cramasie[536].
III
But when we came to Douglas toun,
We were a fine sight to behold:
My gude lord in the cramasie
And I mysel’ in the shining gold.
IV
And when that my auld[537] son was born
And set upon his nurse’s knee,
I was happy a woman as e’er was born,
And my gude lord he luvèd me.
V
But O an my young son was born
And set upon his nurse’s knee
And I mysel’ were dead and gane,
For a maid again I’ll never be!
VI
There cam’ a man into this house,
And Jamie Lockhart was his name,
And it was told to my gude lord
That I was owre in love wi’ him.