There ane’ comes here tae bide awhile,
A clever chield;
Ilk place he’s paintit in grand style,
E’en oor wee bield.
He’s craigs an’ castles, cots an’ ha’s,
Lint mills, auld brigs, an’ water fa’s,
Auld stumps o’ trees an’ cowpit wa’s[48]
A treat to see’t.
O’er vera hills he’s gi’en a ca’,
Frae Rullion Green yont ta’ Mentma’;