The Lass o' Ballochmyle (1823, Glasgow)/Meg o' the Mill
MEG O' THE MILL.
⟨O⟩ ken ye wha Meg o' the Mill has gotten,
⟨O⟩ ken ye wha Meg of the Mill has gotten,
⟨She⟩ has gotten a coof wi' a claut o'siller
And broken the heart o' the barley miller.
⟨O⟩ ken ye wha Meg of 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.
⟨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 bonny side-saddle.
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 bonny side-saddle.
O wae on the siller, it is sae prevailing;
And wae on the love that is fix'd on a mailen!
A tocher's nae word in a true lover's parle,
But, gie me my love, and a fig for the warl!
And wae on the love that is fix'd on a mailen!
A tocher's nae word in a true lover's parle,
But, gie me my love, and a fig for the warl!
FINIS.