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