That well would bear another hand;
Come down frae Tongue, and take your stand
By Loyal's side, Johnnie!
Ye'd herd a bit, and work the farm,
And keep the widow-wife frae harm:
And wha would keep ye snug and warm
In winter-time, Johnnie?—
The lass hersel'—that I'll be sworn!
And bonnier creature ne'er was born:
Come down the strath the morrow's morn,