Tune—"The Sutor's Dochter." Wilt thou be my Dearie? When Sorrow wring thy gentle heart, O wilt thou let me cheer thee! By the treasure of my soul, That's the love I bear thee: I swear and vow that only thou Shall ever be my Dearie! Only thou, I swear and vow, Shall ever be my Dearie! La**ie, say thou lo'es me; Or, if thou wilt na be my ain, O say na thou'lt refuse me! If it winna, canna be, Thou for thine may choose me, Let me, la**ie, quickly die, Still trusting that thou lo'es me! La**ie, let me quickly die, Still trusting that thou lo'es me!