The first he met was Lady Grace
She led him thru' the ha'
And wi'a sad and sorry heart
She let the tear doon fa'
The next he met was Lady Kate
Said ne'er a word ava'
She thought that she was sure o' him,
Before he gaed awa'

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The next to come was Lady Belle
"Gude troth, ye needna craw,
Maybe the lad will fancy me,
An' disappoint ye's a' "
Doon the stairs comes lady Jean,
The fairest o' them a'
"Oh! ladies, trust in providence,
And ye'll get husbands a'."

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When on his horse he rode awa'
They gather'd roond the door,
He gaily wav'd his bonnet blue,
They set up sic a roar!
Their cries, their tears brought Willie back,
He kiss'd them ane an' a',
"Oh! lasses, bide till I come hame,
And then l'll wed ye a'."

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