I lo'e nae a la**ie but ane And she lo'es nae a laddie but me And i'm wantin' to mak' her my ain And my ain she is wantin' to be Let ithers brag weel o' their gear O' their land and their lordly degree Oh i care no' for aught but my dear For she's everything lordly to me Our lord has baith fellows and wealth Oh but see how he's dwinin' with care And though we hae got nothing but health Aye we're cantie and hail ever mair So la**ie ne'er heed what they say We hae something mair costly than gear Every night we've got nothing to rue Every morning we've nothing to fear