“ WILL you go to the highlands my jewel with me
Will you go to the highlands the flocks for to see
It is health to my jewel to breathe the sweet air
And to pull the blaeberries in the forest so fair.
To the highlands my jewel I will not go with thee
For the road it is long, and the hills they are high
I love those vallies and sweet corn fields,
More than all the blaeberries your wild mountains yield. ”

“ My flocks they are thin, and my lodgings but bare,
And you that has meikle, the more you can spare;
Some of your spare pennies with me you will share.
And you winna send your lassie o’er the hills bare.
He went to his daughter to give her an advice,
Said, if you go with him, I’m sure you’re not wise;
He is a rude highland fellow, as poor as a crow;
He’s the clan of Caithness for ought that I know.
But if you go with him, I’m sure you’ll go bare,
You shall have nothing father or mother can spare.
Of all I possess I’ll deprive you for ay,
If o’er the hills, lassie, you do go away. ”

“ Her feathers are fallen, and where can she lie?
(illegible text) best bed in the house her bed shall be.
The lady’s heart was far down, it couldna well rise,
(illegible text) many a lad and lass came in with a fraise,
(illegible text) welcome the lady, to welcome her home;
Such a hall in the highlands she never thought on. ”