The version in Ord follows along the same lines, but is quite different from the Stewart/Stewart/Stewart/Stewart/Fisher version.

MY LOVELY NANCY.

DOWN in yon wild and lonely glen,
Beset by many a lofty mountain,
Far frae the busy haunts o' men,
Ae day as I gaed out a-huntin'—

To me it was a happy day—
That day I fixed my roving fancy,
'Twas herding sheep on yon hillside
I first spied my lovely Nancy.

Her coat was white, her gown was green,
Her middle was baith neat and slender,
And her coal-black eyes and downcast sighs
They caused my heart no more to wander.

Says I— "My lass, if ye wad gang
To sleep wi' me on bed o' feather,
In silk an' scarlet I'll mak' you shine
If you'll leave the muirs amang the heather."

"Young man," she said, "your offer's good,
But I fear you only jest in laughter;
For you're perhaps some rich squire's son,
While I am only a shepherd's daughter."

I've been at balls and masquerades,
I've been in London and Balquhidder,
But the bonniest lass that e'er I saw
Was herdin' sheep amang the heather.

Fareweel to balls and masquerades,
Fareweel to London and Balquidder,
For the bonniest lass that e'er I saw
Nae langer herds amang the heather.

Noo, since I've got her to mysel',
Wi' her I mean to live contented,
For she's bonnier far than the heather bell;
Fareweel, fareweel, my cares are ended.


Source: Ord's Bothy Songs and Ballads (Page 433)

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Note that "Balquidder" is spelled two different ways in the text, so I left it that way.