"Whare live ye, my bonie lass?

And tell me what they ca' ye;"

"My name," she says, "is mistress Jean,

And I follow the Collier laddie."

"My name, she says, &c.

"See you not yon hills and dales

The sun shines on sae brawlie;

They a' are mine, and they shall be thine,

Gin ye'll leave your Collier laddie.

"They a' are mine, &c.

"Ye shall gang in gay attire,

Weel buskit up sae gaudy;

And ane to wait on every hand,

Gin ye'll leave your Collier laddie."

"And ane to wait, &c.

"Tho' ye had a' the sun shines on,

And the earth conceals sae lowly,

I wad turn my back on you and it a',

And embrace my Collier laddie.

"I wad turn my back, &c.

"I can win my five pennies in a day,

An' spen't at night fu' brawlie:

And make my bed in the collier's neuk,

And lie down wi' my Collier laddie.

"And make my bed, &c.

"Love for love is the bargain for me,

Tho' the wee cot-house should haud me;

and the warld before me to win my bread,

And fair fa' my Collier laddie!"

"And the warld before me, &c.