I had a horse

I had a horse, and I had nae mair,

I gat him frae my daddy,

My purse was light, and my heart was sair,

But my wit it was fu' ready.

And sae I thought me on a time,

Outwittens of my daddy,

To fee mysel' to a lowland laird,

Wha had a bonnie lady.

I wrote a letter, and thus began:

Madam, be not offended,

I'm o'er the lugs in love wi' you,

And care not though ye kend it:

For I get little frae the laird,

And far less frae my daddy,

And I wad blythely be the man,

Wad strive to please his lady.

She read the letter and she leugh,

Ye needna been sae blate, man,

You might ha'e come to me yoursel',

And tauld me o' your state, man:

Ye might ha'e come to me yoursel',

Outwittens of ony body,

And made John Goukstone of the laird,

And kiss'd his bonnie lady.

Then she pat siller in my purse;

We drank wine out o' a cogie,

She fee'd a man to rub my horse,

And wow but I was vogie!

But I gat ne'er sae sair a fleg,

Since I came frae my daddy,

The laird came rap, rap to the yett,

When I was wi' his lady.

Then she put me behint a chair,

And hap'd me wi' a plaidie,

But I was like to swarf wi' fear,

And wish'd me wi' my daddy.

The laird gaed out, he saw na me,

I gaed when I was ready:

I promised, but I ne'er gaed back,

To see his bonnie lady.