Down The Burn, Davie

    down the burn, davie
    as down the burn they took their way,
    and thro' the flowery dale;
    his cheek to hers he aft did lay,
    and love was aye the tale:
    with “mary, when shall we return,
    sic pleasure to renew?”
    h mary—“love, i like the burn,
    and aye shall follow you.”