Meg O' The Mill.

Air - "Hey! bonnie lass, will you lie in a barrack?" I.         O ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten?         An' ken ye what Meg o' the Mill has gotten?         She has gotten a coof wi' a claute o' siller,         And broken the heart o' the barley Miller. II.         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. III.         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 bonnie side-saddle. IV.         O wae on the siller, it is sae prevailing;         And wae on the love that is fixed 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!