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Peggy Bawn.
As I came o'er the highland hills,
To a farmer's house I came,
The night being dark, and something wet,
I ventur’d into the same.
When I was kindly treated,
And a pretty lass I spied.
Who asked me if I had a wife,
But marriage I denied.
I courted her the lee lang night,
Till near the dawn of day
When frankly she to me did say,
Alang with you I'll gae;
For Ireland is a fine country,
And the Scots to you are kin,
So I will gang alang with you,
My fortune to begin.
Day being come, and breakfast o'er,
To the parlour I wat ta‘en;
The gude man kindly asked me,
if I'd marry his daughter Jean.
