- Bonny were the feather beds Cam sailin ower the faem, But bonnier was the sexteen lords Gaed out and neer cam hame.
- Lang, lang may the nourice sit, Wi the bonny babe on her knee, Ere ever she see her good lord come, To pay to her her fee.
- An lang, lang will the lady sit, Wi the gowd fan in her hand, Ere ever she see her ain gude lord Come skipping to dry land.
No: 58; variant: 58O
Source: Gibb MS., p. 63.