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5 He wears nae plaid nor tartan hose,

Nor garter at his knee, Donald,

But, oh! he wears a faithfu heart,

And love blinks in his e’e, Donald.

Sae haud awa, bide awa,

Come nae mair at e’en, Donald;

I wadna break my Jeamie’s heart,

To be a Highland queen, Donald.

 

Had I the wyte she bade me.

Had I the wyte, had I the wyte,

Had I the wyte she bade me?

She watch’d me by the hiegate side,

And up the loan she show’d me.

And when I wadna venture in,

A coward loon she ca’d me:

Had kirk and state been in the gate,

I’d lighted when she bade me.

Sae craftilly she took me ben,

And bade me make nae clatter;

For our rumgunshoek, glum gudeman

Is o’er ayont the water.

Whae’er shall say I wanted grace,

When I did kiss and daut her,