dun davison
there was a ss, they ca'd her meg,
and she held o'er the moors to spin;
there was a d that follow'd her,
they ca'd him dun davison.
the moor was dreigh, and meg was skeigh,
her favour dun could na win;
for wi' the rock she wad him knock,
and aye she shook the temper-pin.
as o'er the moor they lightly foor,
a burn was clear, a glen was green,
upon the banks they eas'd their shanks,
and aye she set the wheel between:
but dun swoor a haly aith,
that meg should be a bride the morn;
theook up her spinnin
Duncan Davison(1/2)