XXVIII. the Soger Laddie

My soger laddie is over the sea, And he will bring gold and money to me; And when he comes home he'll make me a lady: My blessing gang with my soger laddie.

My favorite laddie is handsome and brave, And can as a soger and lover behave; True to his country; to love he is steady; Few can compare wi my soger laddie.

Shield him ye angels fra death in alarms, Return him in triumph to my langing arms. From every care ye ever will free me, When back to my wishes my soger ye gie me.

O soon may his honours bloom fair on his brow, As quickly they must if he get his due; For in noble actions his courage is ready, Which makes me delight in my soger laddie.