"O open the door, Lord Gregory! 
O open, and let me in!
For the wind blaws through my yellow hair, 
And the rain drops o'er my chin."

"Gin thou be Annie of Lochroyan, 
(As I trow thou binna she)
Now tell me some o' the love tokens, 
That past between thee and me."

"O dinna ye mind, Lord Gregory, 
"As we sat at the wine,
"We chang'd the rings frae our fingers? 
"And I can shew thee thine.

"O your's was gude, and gude enough, 
"But ay the best was mine; 
"For your's was o' the gude red gowd,
"But mine o' the diamond fine.