Merry fairs of Falkirk/Lay thy loof in mine lass
Lay thy loof in mine lass
O lay that loof in mine, lass,
in mine lass, in mine lass,
And swear on thy white hand, lass,
that thou wilt be my ain
A slave to love's unfounded sway,
He aft ⟨he's⟩ wrought me meikle wae,
But now he is my deadly sae,
Unless thou be mine ain.
O lay thy loof in mine, lass,
In mine, lass in mine lass, &c.
There's monie a lass has brake my rest,
That for a blink ha'e lo'ed best,
But thou art Queen within my breast,
For ever to remain
O lay &c.
Dear lad, gin ye'll be leel and true,
There's nane I like sae weel as you,
Sae there's my loof I swear and vow,
For I fe to be your ain
Now there's my loof in thine lad,
In thine lad, in thine lad,
In hopes you will prove kin' lad,
and tak me for your ain
This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.