Tibby Dunbar

O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar Wether ride on a horse or been drawn in a cart Or walk by my side sweet Tibby Dunbar I care not thy daddy, his land or his money Thy pal and Thy kin say high and say lowly But say That thou're with me for better or worse And come in your poetry sweet Tibby Dunbar I offer you nay thing in sillar(silver) or land What men could determin the price of your hand But gave you consent we'd be richer by far O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar O will to be known as a poor beggar's lady And sleep in the heather rolled up in my pladie The sky for a roof and each candle a star My love for a fire sweet Tibby Dunbar O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar O willt thou go wi' me sweet Tibby Dunbar Wether a ride on a horse or been drawn in a cart Or walk by my side sweet Tibby Dunbar