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Till on a day came the young laird,
And he spoke wondrous crouse,
He'd make me lady of all his land,
Likewise my mother's house.

I answered him right sharply,
I said that will not do,
But give me fifty pounds in hand
And I'll be at bour bow.
The money then was telled down,
In silver and bright gold,
And I gave him my maidenhead,
And thought it was well sold.

The next he was a weaver lad,
Had plenty of yarn and cloth,
I got from him fifteen guineas
Besides a web of cloth.
I put a cod upon my wame,
In purpose to enrage him;
I got ten guineas then from him,
And he begged I would discharge him.

The next he was a bold merchant lad,
Who had good horse and packs,
He swore that he would marry me
Whenever he came back.
I got from him thirteen guineas,
Besides ribbons and rings,
And gave him my maidenhead,
Which he took in exchange.