Francis James Child

“ But ye'll never wear that wi your love Auchanachie.'
'Wi Auchanachie Gordon I would beg my bread
Before that wi Salton I'd wear gowd on my head,
Wear gowd on my head, or gowns fring'd to the knee;
And I'll die if I getna my love Auchanachie.
'O Salton's [a] valley lies low by the sea,
He's bowed on the back, and thrawin on the knee;'
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“ For son or for daughter, I'll never bow my knee,
And I'll die if I getna my love Auchanachie.'
When Jeanie was married, from church was brought hame,
When she wi her maidens sae merry shoud hae been,
When she wi her maidens sae merry shoud hae been,
She's called for a chamber, to weep there her lane.
'Come to your bed, Jeanie, my honey and my sweet,
For to stile you mistress I do not think it meet:'
'Mistress or Jeanie, it is a' ane to me,
It's in your bed, Salton, I never will be.'
Then out spake her father, he spake wi renown;
Some of you that are maidens, ye'll loose aff her gown ”