Queen Mary's lamentation (1824)/The Highland Laddie
THE HIGHLAND LADDIE.
The Lawland lads think they are fine,
But they're vain and idy gaudy,
How much unlike the gracefu' mien,
And mony looks of my Highland laddie.
O my bonny Highland laddie,
My handsome, charming Highland laddie,
May heaven still guard, and love reward,
She Lawland lass and her Highland laddie
If I were free at will to choice,
To be the wealthiest Lawland lady
I'd tak young Donald without trews,
Wi' bonnet blue and tartan plaidy
The brawest beau in burrow town,
In a' his airs wi' art mare ready
Compar' to him, he's but a clown,
He's finer far in belted plaidy.
O'er benty hill wi him I'll (illegible text)in,
And leave my Lawland kin and daddy;
Frae winter's cauld and simmer's sun,
He'll screen me wi' his Highland plaidy.
A painted room and silken bed,
May please a Lawland lair, and ladys.
But I can kiss, and be as glad,
Behind a bnsh in's Highland plaidy.
Few compliments between us pass,
I ca' him my dear Highland laddie,
And he ca's me his Lawland lass,
Syne rows me in his Highland plaidy.
No greater joy I'll e'er pretend,
Than that his love prove true and steady,
Like mine to him which ne'er shall end,
While heaven preserves my Highland laddie.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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