The lady stands in her bower door, As straight as willow wand; The blacksmith stood a little fore-bye Wi hammer in his hand.
“Weel may ye dress ye lady fair Into your robes o red. Before the morn at this same time I’ll gain your maiden-head”.
“Awa, awa, ye coal-blacksmith, Woud ye do me the wrang To think to gain my maiden-head, That I hae kept sae lang!”
Then she became a turtle dow To fly up in the air. And he became another dow And they flew pair and pair. <...> Then she became a gay greymare And stood in yonder slack, And he became a gilt saddle And sat up on her back.
She turnd herself into a ship To sail out ower the flood. He ca’ed a nail intill her tail And syne the ship she stood.
Then she became a silken plaid, And stretchd upon a bed. And he became a green covering And gaind her maiden-head.
Сама песня начинается с затакта, а перед ней – два проигрыша (минорный и мажорный).