“ Forgive me, ye maids o’ sweet Clutha,
O love thou’rt a dear fleeting pleasure,
Forgive me, ye maids o’ sweet Clutha,
my heart is wi' her that's awa
O love thou airt a dear fleeting pleasure,
The sweetest we mortals here know ”

“ Altho’ my auld daddy nac tocher should gie me,
Wi’ you, my dear lad, I will bundle and go.
Then prove, my love, a partner that’s steady,
Our joys may rise, tho’ fortune be low;
To flee wi’ thee this night I'm ready,
Fareweel, my auld daddy, I'll bundle and go. ”

“ We drank wine in a coggie:
She feed a man to rub my horse,
And vow but I was vogie.
For I get little frae the laird,
“And far less frae my daddy;
“Yet I wad blythely be the man,
"Wad strive to please my laddy." ”