The Gardener Lad

G major/D major – B minor/G major

CHRISTIANE

Lady Margaret stood in her bower door,

As strachts a willow wand,

And by it cam the gardener lad,

Wi a reid rose in his haun,

KAREN

Oh will ye fuancy me fair maid,

And will ye fuancy me,

Amang the flooers o my gairden,

All shape a wede fir thee

***

The lily white shall be yer smock,

Becomes your body neist, (neast)

Yer heid be decked wi jeely-flooer,

the primrose in yer breist. (Br-east)

Yer gown shall be o sweet-william,

yer coat o camovine,

An yer apron o the sallads neat,

that taste baith sweet an fine.

***

Yer stockings be o broad (braid) kale-blade

That is baith broad (braid) an lang;

An narra(h), narrah at the coot,

An broad (braid) broad (braid) at the brawn

Yer gloves shall be the marigold,

All glitterin tae yer haun,

I’ll line them wi the blue Blevet,

that grouws amang the lawn.

CELESTE

As ye have shaped a wede fir me,

amang yer simmer flowers

It’s I will pey ye back again,

amang the winter showers

The driven sna shall be yer shirt,

becams yer body neist

The coal black rain shall be yer coat,

wi a windgale in yer breast.

***

The steed that ye shall ride upon,

shall be the weathry snell


An I’ll bridle in wi the Norlan blast,

an sharp showers o hail


The hat that on yer heid ye wear,

shall be a stormy day

An when ye cam in tae my sicht,

I’ll wish ye were away.