If a body meet a body, Ev'ry lassie has her laddie, Yet all the lads they smile at me 3. Amang the train there is a swain, I dearly lo'e mysel, But what's his name, or where's his hame I dinna choose to tell. Ev'ry lassie has her laddie, Nane they say ha'e I, Yet all the lads they smile at me When comin' thro' the rye. |