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And I have made a promise,
if he comes here awa’,
That we will have some pleasant sport
among the pease-straw.
But when 9 months were past and gone,
this fair maid had a son,
And at the jovial gossipping,
there was both mirth and fun ;
And when the child baptized was,
they call’d him Davie Faa’ :
That pretty boy that night was got,
among the pease-straw.
Then according to his promise,
he sent three hundred pound,
Unto the farmer’s daughter,
for to bring up her son ;
And when the child to age is come,
I’ll give it as much more,
In remembrance of the jovial night,
the barring of the door.
If any will this damsel wed,
I’ll give them a farm free,
Ewes and lambs, harrows and plough
fitting for husbandrie ;
Besides a handsome portion,
of gold and white money,
Although she loft her maiden-head,
O what the war is she.
I think l hear this damsel’s wed,
