Herd, Ancient and Modern Scots Songs, 1769, p. 310.
| 1 |
'I'll wager, I'll wager, I'll wager with you
Five hundred merks and ten,
That a maid shanae go to yon bonny green wood,
And a maiden return agen.' |
| 2 |
'I'll wager, I'll wager, I'll wager with you
Five hundred merks and ten,
That a maid shall go to yon bonny green wood,
And a maiden return agen.'
* * * * * |
| 3 |
She's pu'd the blooms aff the broom-bush,
And strewd them on's white hass-bane:
'This is a sign whereby you may know
That a maiden was here, but she's gane.' |
| 4 |
'O where was you, my good gray steed,
That I hae loed sae dear?
O why did you not awaken me
When my true love was here?' |
| 5 |
'I stamped with my foot, master,
And gard my bridle ring,
But you wadnae waken from your sleep
Till your love was past and gane.' |
| 6 |
'Now I may sing as dreary a sang
As the bird sung on the brier,
For my true love is far removd,
And I'll neer see her mair.' |
