Song: Betsy Belle And Mary Gray - Cherish The Ladies

Oh Betsy Belle and Mary Gray, they were two bonnie lasses

They biggit a bower on yon Burnside and theeked it o’er with rashes

Fair Betsy Belle I loved so well and thought I ne’er could alter

But Mary Gray’s two cheeky eyes caused all my fancy falter

Oh Betsy Belle and Mary Gray, they were two bonnie lasses

They biggit a bower on yon Burnside and theeked it o’er with rashes

Betsy’s hair’s like flaxen gold, she smiles like a May morning

When Phoebus starts from Thoetus lap the hills with rays adorning

White is her hair, soft is her hand, her waist and feet flow gently

With every grace she can command, her lips I vow are dainty

Oh Betsy Belle and Mary Gray, they were two bonnie lasses

They biggit a bower on yon Burnside and theeked it o’er with rashes

Mary’s locks are like the crow, her eyes like diamond’s glances

She’s aye so clean red up and raw, she kills whene’er she dances

Blithe as a kid with wit and will, she’s blooming, tight and tall is

And guides her airs so graceful still, oh Jove, she’s like thy palace

Oh Betsy Belle and Mary Gray, they were two bonnie lasses

They biggit a bower on yon Burnside and theeked it o’er with rashes

Young Betsy Belle and Mary Gray, ye unco saer oppress us

Our fancies fee between ye two, ye are such bonnie lassies

Woe’s me for both I cannot get, to one by law we’re stinted

Then I’ll draw straws and take my fate and be with one contented

Oh Betsy Belle and Mary Gray, they were two bonnie lassies

They biggit a bower on yon Burnside and theeked it o’er with rashes

But Betsy Belle nor Mary Gray could quell my fancy ever

The plague came from the burrows town, it slew them both together