Lay thy loof in mine lass

O 'ay that loof in mine, lass, in mine lass, mine lass, And swear on thy white hand, lass, that thou wilt be my A slave to love’s unbounded sway, He aft has wrought me metsie wae, But now he is my deadly fae Un'ess thou be mine ain. 2O lay thy loof in mine, lass 2In mine, lass, in mine lass, &c.

There's monie a lass has broken my rest, That for a blink ha'e lo'rd best, But then art Queen within my breast, For ever to remain 5O lay &c

Dear lad, gin ye be leel and true, Their's ane I like sae wee as you, there’s my loof I swear and vow, For life to be your ain Now there's my loof in thine 'ad, In thine lad, in thine 'ad, In hopes you wi ip ove kin' lad, and take me for your ain.