Muirland Meg

Among our young lassies, there's Muirland Meg
She'll beg 'for she'll work and she'll play 'for she'll beg
At thirteen her maidenhead flew on its way
And the door of her cage stands open today

And for a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
For a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a ram's horn, she'll do it till morn
And merrily turn to and do it and do it

Her rolling black eyes would thrill you through
Her rose-bud lips cry, kiss me, come do!
The curls and links of her bonnie black hair
Would put you in mind there's more hiding elsewhere

And for a sheep's foot, she'll do it, shе'll do it
For a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a ram's horn, she'll do it till morn
And mеrrily turn to and do it and do it

An armful of love is her bosom sae tender
A span of delight is her middle sae slender
A pretty white leg and a thumping white thigh
And a fiddle near it, to play by and by

And for a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a ram's horn, she'll do it till morn
And merrily turn to and do it and do it

Love's her delight and kissing's her treasure
She'll stick at nae price if you give her good measure
As long as a sheep foot, large as a goose egg
That is the measure of Muirland Meg

And for a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
For a sheep's foot, she'll do it, she'll do it
For a ram's horn, she'll do it till morn
And merrily turn to and do it and do it