Oh, Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast.

Tune - "Lass o' Livistone."

I.

    Oh, wert thou in the cauld blast,
        On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
    My plaidie to the angry airt,
        I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee:
    Or did misfortune's bitter storms
        Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
    Thy bield should be my bosom,
        To share it a', to share it a'.

II.

    Or were I in the wildest waste,
        Sae black and bare, sae black and bare,
    The desert were a paradise,
        If thou wert there, if thou wert there:
    Or were I monarch o' the globe,
        Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign,
    The brightest jewel in my crown
        Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.