Twine weel the plaiden (1)/Twine Weel the Plaiden

twine weel the plaiden.

O I hae lost my silken snood,
That tied my hair so yellow,
I’ve gie’n my heart io the lad I loed,
He was a gallant fellow.
And twine it weel my bonny dow,
And twine it weel the plaiden,
The lassie lost her silken snood,
In pu’ing o’ the bracken.

He prais’d my e’en sae bonny blue,
Sae lily white my skin, O,
And syne he prie’d my bonnie mou',
And swore it was nae sin, O.
And twine it weel, my bonnie dow,
And twine it weel the plaiden;
The lassie lost her silken snood,
In pu’ing o’ the bracken.

But ha has left the lass he loo’d,
His ain true love forsaken,
Which gars me sair to greet the snood,
I lost amang the bracken. And twine it weel my bonnie dow,
And twine it weel the plaiden;
The lassie lost her silken snood,
In pn’ing o’ the bracken.