Lay thy loaf in mine, lass.
O 'ay that loof in mine, lass,
in mine lass, ⟨in⟩ mine lass,
And swear on thy white hand, lass,
that thou wilt be my (illegible text)
A slave to love’s unbounded sway,
He aft has wrought me metsie wae,
But now he is my deadly fae
Un'ess thou be mine ain.
O lay thy loof in mine, lass
In mine, lass, in mine lass, &c.
There's monie a lass has broken my rest,
That for a blink ha'e lo'rd best,
But then art Queen within my breast,
For ever to remain
O lay &c
Dear lad, gin ye be leel and true,
Their's ane I like sae wee as you,
(illegible text) there’s my loof I swear and vow,
For life to be your ain
Now there's my loof in thine 'ad,
In thine lad, in thine 'ad,
In hopes you wi ip ove kin' lad,
and take me for your ain.
