'Twixt Ridlees Cairn and Corby Pike 
A lad sat on a fallen dyke, 
And did you ever hear the like? 
He sang a song of a lass, O ! 

He sang of her hair that was bracken red, 
Of the glint of her eye and the tilt of her head, 
And he sang of the day they looked to be wed 
But never a word he uttered.

'Twixt Ridlees Cairn and Corby Pike
A lad sat on a fallen dyke
And did you ever hear the like
Of a wordless song of a lass, O ?