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