Lord Errol's place is a bonnie place It stauns on yonder plain But whit's the use o Errol's place Whan he's no like ither men? Wi the rantin o't, an the dantin o't Accordin as ye ken The thing thae cry the dauntin o't Lady Errol lies her lane "As shair's yer name's Kitty Carnegie An mine is Gibbie Hay I'll gar yer faither sell his launs Yer tocher for tae pay" "Tae gar my faither sell his launs Nou that wad be a sin Tae gie it tae an auchtless laird That cannae get a son" Sae she is on tae Edinburgh For tae try the law An Errol's followed efter her His manhood for tae shaw Then up an spak her sister Wha's name was Lady Jane "Had I been Lady Errol I'd ne'er shamed my ain guidman" But Errol got it in his will Tae choose a maid himsel An he has taen a kintra lass Cam in her milk tae sell He's taen her by the white-milk haun An led her up the stair "A'll gie tae ye 3 hunnert pouns Gin ye'll bear tae me an heir" Thae were laid intae ae bed An aa the lairds looked on An aa the 15 vowed an swore "Lord Errol's proved a man!" An thair was three thairbutt, thairbutt An thair was three thairben An three looked ower the windae heich Cryin, "Errol's proved a man!" He's locked his Peggy in a room Three-quarters o a year An whan three-quarters thae were done A braw young son she bare "Tak back your dochter, Carnegie, An set her in a glen For Errol cannae please her - Nor ony o his men!"
