Original

The gardener stands in his bower door,

Wi' a primrose in his hand;

And by there came a leal maiden,

As jimp as a willow wand;

And by there came a leal maiden,

As jimp as a willow wand.

"O lady can you fancy me,

For to be my bride;

Yese get a the flowers in my garden,

To be to you a weed.

"The lily white sail be your smock,

Becomes your body neat;

Your head sail be decked wi' gilly-flower,

And the primrose in your breast.

"Your gown sail be o' the Sweet William;

Your coat the camovine;

Your apron o' the sallads neat,

That taste baith sweet and fine.

"Your stockings sail be o' the broad kail-blade,

That is baith broad and lang;

Narrow, narrow, at the coot,

And broad, broad at the brawn.

"Your gloves sail be the marigold,

All glittering to your hand,

Weel spread ower wi' the blue blaewort,

That grows in corn-land."

"O fare ye well, young man,'' she says,

"Farewell and I bid adieu;

Sin ye've provided a weed for me

Amang the simmer flowers,

(camovine, camomile. kail-blade, leaf of colewort. coot, ankle. brawn, calf.)

Then I'll provide another for you,

Amang the winter-showers.

Original

"The new fallen snow to be your smock;

Becomes your body neat;

Your head sail be decked wi' the eastern wind,

And the cold rain on your breast."