Come under my plaidie (1819)/I loo'd ne'er a laddie but ane

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Come under my Plaidie (1819)
I loo'd ne'er a laddie but ane
3199027Come under my Plaidie — I loo'd ne'er a laddie but ane1819


I LOOD NE'ER A LADDIE BUT ANE.

Tune—My lodging is on the cold ground.

I loo'd ne'er a laddie but ane,
He loo'd ne'er a lassie but me;
He's willing to mak me his ain,
And his ain I'm willing to be
He has cost me a rokelay o' blue,
And a pair o'mittens o' greeny
The price was a kiss o' my mou,
And I paid him the debt yestreen.

Let ithers brag weel o' their gear.
Their land, and their lordlie degree;
I carena for ought but my dear,
For he's ilka thing lordlie to me.
His words are sae sugar d, sae sweet,
His sense drives ilk fear far awa!
I listen, poor fool, and I greet,
Yet how sweet are the tears as they fa!

Dear lassie, he cries wi' a jeer,
Ne'er heed what the auid anes will say,
Tho' we've little to brag o', ne'er fear;
What's gowd to a heart that is wae/
Our laird has baith honours and wealth,
Ye see how he's dwining wi' care,
Now we, though we've naithing but health,
Are cantie and leel evermair.

He ends wi' a kiss and a smile,
Waes me! can I tak it amiss!
My laddie s unpractis'd in guile.
He's free ay to daut and to kiss.
Ye las'ies wha loo to torment
Your wooers wi' fause scorn and pride;
Pay your pranks, I hae gien my consent—
This night I am Jamie's for life.

FINIS


This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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