song—my lord a-hunting

chorus.—mydy's gown, there's gairs upon't,

and gowden flowers sae rare upon't;

but jenny's jimps and jirki,

my lord thinks meikle mair upon't.

my lord a-hunting he is gone,

but hounds or hawks wi' him are nane;

by colin's cottage lies his game,

if colin's jenny be at hame.

mydy's gown, c.

mydy's white, mydy's red,

and kith and kin o' cassillis' blude;

but her ten-pundnds o' tocher gude;

were a' the charms his lordship lo'ed.

mydy's gown, c.

out o'er yon muir, out o'er yon moss,