song—my lord ahunting
    chorus.—my lady's gown, there's gairs upon't,
    and gowden flowers sae rare upon't;
    but jenny's jimps and jirkinet,
    my lord thinks meikle mair upon't.
    my lord ahunting he is gone,
    but hounds or hawks wi' him are nane;
    by colin's cottage lies his game,
    if colin's jenny be at hame.
    my lady's gown, c.
    my lady's white, my lady's red,
    and kith and kin o' cassillis' blude;
    but her tenpund lands o' tocher gude;
    were a' the charms his lordship lo'ed.
    my lady's gown, c.
    out o'er yon muir, out o'er yon moss,
    whare gorcocks thro' the heather pass,
    there wons auld colin's bonie lass,
    a lily in a wilderness.
    my lady's gown, c.
    sae sweetly move her genty limbs,
    like music notes o'lovers' hymns:
    the diamonddew in her een sae blue,
    where laughing love sae wanton swims.
    my lady's gown, c.
    my lady's dink, my lady's drest,
    the flower and fancy o' the west;
    but the lassie than a man lo'es best,
    o that's the lass to mak him blest.
    my lady's gown, c.