CLV.
Reading edition
THE LASS OF ECCLEFECHAN.
Tune—“Jacky Latin.”
[Burns in one of his professional visits to Ecclefechan was amused with a rough old district song, which some one sung: he rendered, at a leisure moment, the language more delicate and the sentiments less warm, and sent it to the Museum.]
I.
Gat ye me, O gat ye me, O gat ye me wi’ naething? Rock and reel, and spinnin’ wheel, A mickle quarter basin. Bye attour, my gutcher has A hich house and a laigh ane, A’ for bye, my bonnie sel’, The toss of Ecclefechan.
II.
O haud your tongue now, Luckie Laing, O hand your tongue and jauner; I held the gate till you I met, Syne I began to wander: I tint my whistle and my sang, I tint my peace and pleasure: But your green graff, now, Luckie Laing, Wad airt me to my treasure.