as Ailsa Craig,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't,
Duncan sigh'd baith out and in,
Grat his een baith bleer't and blin', [Wept, eyes both]
Spak o' lowpin o'er a linn; [leaping, waterfall]
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

Time and chance are but a tide,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't,
Slighted love is sair to bide, [sore, endure]
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
'Shall I, like a fool,' quoth he,
'For a naughty hizzie die? [hussy]
She may gae to--France for me!'
Ha, ha, the wooing o't

How it comes let doctors tell,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't,
Meg grew sick as he grew haill, [whole]
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
Something in her bosom wrings,
For relief a sigh she brings;
And O, her een they spak sic things! [such]
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

Duncan was a lad o' grace,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't,
Maggie's was a piteous case,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.
Duncan could na be her death,
Swelling pity smoor'd his wrath; [smothered]
Now they're crouse and cantie baith! [lively, cheerful]
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

DUNCAN DAVISON

There was a lass, they ca'd her Meg, [called]
And she held o'er the moors to spin;
There was a lad that follow'd her,
They ca'd him Duncan Davison.
The moor was driegh, and Meg was skiegh, [dull, skittish]
Her favour Duncan could na win;
For wi' the rock she wad him knock, [distaff]
And ay she shook the temper-pin. [regulating pin of
the spinning-wheel]
As o'er the moor they lightly foor, [went]
A burn was clear, a glen was green,
Upon the banks they eased their shanks,
And aye she set the wheel between:
But Duncan swore a haly aith, [holy oath]
That Meg should be a bride the morn;
Then Meg took up her spinnin' graith, [implements]
And flung them a' out o'er the burn. [across]

We will big a wee, wee house, [build]
And we will live like King and Queen,
Sae blyt