The Poetical Works of Robert Burns/The Lass of Ecclefechan
THE LASS OF ECCLEFECHAN.
TUNE—'JACKY LATIN.'
Gat ye me, O gat ye me,O gat ye me wi' naething?Rock and reel, and spinnin' wheel,A mickle quarter basin.Bye attour, my gutcher hasA hich house and a laigh ane,A' forbye, my bonie sel',The toss of Ecclefechan.
O haud your tongue now, Luckie Laing,O haud your tongue and jauner;I held the gate till you I met,Syne I began to wander:I tint my whistle and my sang,I tint my peace and pleasure;But your green graff, now, Luckie Laing,Wad airt me to my treasure.