Tibbie Dunbar
Oh, wilt thou go wi me sweet Tibby DunbarOh, wilt thou go wi me sweet Tibby DunbarWilt thou ride on a horse or be drawn in a cartOr walk by my side sweet Tibby Dunbar?
A care nae thy daddie, his land or his monyA care nae thy kin, sae high and sae lordlyBut say that thou'lt hae me for better or waurAnd com in your coatie sweet Tibby Dunbar
A offer you ma'y thing in sillar or landWhat men could determine the price of your handWhat gin you consent we'd be richer by farOh, wilt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar?
Oh, wilt thou be known as a poor beggar's ladyAnd sleep in the heather rolled up in my plaidieThe sky for a roof and your candle a starMy love for a fire sweet Tibby Dunbar
Oh, wilt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby DunbarOh, wilt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby DunbarWilt thou ride on a horse or be drawn in a cartOr walk by my side sweet Tibby Dunbar?