By Rab the Ranter

It was in and through the window broads
And a' the tirlie wirlies o't
The sweetest kiss that e'er I got
Was from my Dainty Davie.

It was doon amang my Daddy's pease
And underneath the cherry trees
Oh, there he kissed me as he pleased
For he was my ain dear Davie.

When he was chased by a dragoon
Into my bed he was laid doon
I thought him worthy o' his room
For he's my Dainty Davie.