The Blythesome Lad.
[Alex. Laing, of Brechin.]
The blythesome lad o' bonnie Dundee,
Sae young an' fair, sae frank an' free,
Wi' heart sae leal, an' love sae true,
O weel he kens the way to woo;
At kirk an' fair he meets wi' me,
An' aye he's kind as kind can be,
For love is come o' gentle kin,
An' is to keep as weel's to win.
I'm blythe an' happy as ane can be,
The sun wad seem to shine for me—
There's nane may guess, an' nane shall ken,
The blissful hours we spent yestreen.
Though lads should come in scores to woo,
Though monarchs at my feet should bow,
I'll keep my heart an' fancy free,
For the blythsome lad o' bonnie Dundee.