1.
Young Jamie, pride of a' the plain,
Sae gallant and sae gay a swain,
Thro' a' our lasses he did rove,
And reign'd resistless King of Love.
2.
But now, wi' sighs and starting tears,
He strays amang the woods and breers;
Or in the glens and rocky caves
His sad complaining dowie raves: -
3.
' I, wha sae late did range and rove,
And chang'd with every moon my love -
I little thought the time was near,
Repentance I should buy sae dear.
4.
' The slighted maids my torment see,
And laugh at a' the pangs I dree;
While she, my cruel, scornful Fair,
Forbids me e'er to see her mair.'

Young Jamie, pride of all the plain,
So gallant and so gay a swain,
Through all our girls he did rove,
And reigned resistless King of Love.

But now, with sighs and starting tears,
He strays among the woods and briars;
Or in the glens and rocky caves
His sad complaining mournfully raves: -

' I, who so late did range and rove,
And changed with every moon my love -
I little thought the time was near,
Repentance I should buy so dear.

' The slighted maids my torments see,
And laugh at all the pangs I suffer;
While she, my cruel, scornful Fair,
Forbids me ever to see her more.'