The Scottish songs - National Library of Scotland

622
Think of this, and rise with day,
Gentle lords and ladies gay
O MY LOVE IS A COUNTRY LASS.
ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.
MY love is a country lass,
And I am but a country laddie
But true love is nae gentleman.
And sweetness is nae lofty lady.
1 mak my bed 'mang brackens green
My licht's the mune, round, bricht, and bonnie
And there I muse the simmer nicht
On her, my leal and lovely Jeanie.
Her goun, spun by her ain white hand ;
Her coat sae trim of snowy plaiden :
Is there a dame in a' the land,
Sae ladylike in silk and satin ?
Though minstrel-love is a' my wealth,
Let gowks love gold and mailins many,
I'm rich eneuch when I have thee,
My witty, winsome, lovely Jeanie.
O I
have ye seen her at the kirk,
Her brow with meek devotion glowing ?
Or got ae glance of her bright eye,
Frae 'neath her tresses dark and flowing ?
Or heard her voice breathe out such words
As angels use—sweet, but not many ?
And have ye dream'd of aught sinsyue.
Save her, my fair, my lovely Jeanie?
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