My Nannie O/Meg o' the Mill
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MEG O' THE MILL.
O ken ye wha Meg o' the Mill has gotten?An' ken ye wha Meg o' the Mill has gotten?She has gotten a coof wi' a claut o' siller,And broken the heart o' the barley miller.
The miller was strappin', the miller was ruddy;A heart like a lord, and a hue like a lady:The laird was a widdiefu', bleerit knurl:She's left the guid fellow, and ta'en the churl.
The miller he hecht her, a heart leal and loving:The laird did address her wi' matter mair moving:A fine pacing horse, wi' a clear chained bridle,A whip by her side, and a bonnie side saddle.
O wae on the siller, it is sae prevailing;And wae on the love that is fix'd on a mailin'!A tocher's nae word in a true lover's parle,But, gie me my love, and a fig for the warl!