Young Jamie, Pride Of A' The Plain

Tune-"The Carlin of the Glen."

      Young Jamie, pride of a' the plain,      Sae gallant and sae gay a swain,      Thro' a' our lasses he did rove,      And reign'd resistless King of Love.       But now, wi' sighs and starting tears,      He strays amang the woods and breirs;      Or in the glens and rocky caves,      His sad complaining dowie raves:-       "I wha sae late did range and rove,      And chang'd with every moon my love,      I little thought the time was near,      Repentance I should buy sae dear.       "The slighted maids my torments see,      And laugh at a' the pangs I dree;      While she, my cruel, scornful Fair,      Forbids me e'er to see her mair."