HIGHLAND LADDIE
[from G. S. MacQuoid, Jacobite Songs and Ballads, London, n.d.]
[also in Hogg, I should think, but I can't lay my hands on that right now.]

If thou'lt play me fair play, Bonny laddie, Highland laddie,
Another year for you I'll stay, BLHL [as before]
For a' the lassies her abouts, BLHL,
Marry none but Geordie's louts, BLHL.

The time shall come when their bad choice, BLHL,
They will repent, and we rejoice, BLHL;
I'll take thee in thy Highland trews, BLHL,
Before the rogues that wear the blues, BLHL.

Our torments from no cause do spring, Bonny lassie, Lowland lassie,
But fighting for our lawful king, BLLL [as before];
Our king's reward will come in time, BLLL;
And constant Jenny shall be mine, BLLL.

There's no distress that earth can bring, BLLL,
But I'd endure for our true king, BLLL;
And were my Jenny but my own, BLLL,
I'd undervalue Geordie's crown, BLLL.