whare gor-cocks thro' the heather pass,

there wons auld colin's boniess,

a lily in a wilderness.

mydy's gown, c.

sae sweetly move her genty limbs,

like music notes o'lovers' hymns:

the diamond-dew in her een sae blue,

whereughing love sae wanton swims.

mydy's gown, c.

mydy's dink, mydy's drest,

the flower and fancy o' the west;

but thessie than a man lo'es best,

o that's thess to mak him blest.

mydy's gown, c.