My Collier Laddie

      "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.