the highland widow's lament
oh i ame to the low countrie,
ochon, ochon, ochrie!
without a penny in my purse,
to buy a meal to me.
it was na sae in the highland hills,
ochon, ochon, ochrie!
nae woman in the country wide,
sae happy was as me.
for then i had a score o'kye,
ochon, ochon, ochrie!
feeding on you hill sae high,
and giving milk to me.
and there i had three score o'yowes,
ochon, ochon, ochrie!
skipping on yon bonie knowes,
and casting woo' to me.