12 'It's I have run your errands, Willie, An happy hae I been; It's I will rin your errands, Willie, Wi the saut tears in my een.' 13 'When ye come to Annie's bower, She will be at her dine; And bid her come to Willie's weddin, On Monday in good time. 14 'Tell her neither to put on the dowie black, Nor yet the mournfu brown, But the gowd sae reed, and the silver white, An her hair weel combed down. 15 'Tell her to get a tailor to her bower, To shape for her a weed, And a smith to her smithy, To shoe for her a steed. 16 'To be shod wi silver clear afore, An gold graithed behind, An every foot the foal sets down, The gold lie on the ground.' 17 It's when he came to Annie's bower, It's she was at her dine: 'Ye're bidden come to Willie's weddin, On Monday in good time. 18 'You're neither to put on the dowie black, Nor get the mournfu brown, But the gowd sae reid, an the silver white, An yere hair well combed doun. 19 'You're to get a tailor to your bower, To shape for you a weed, And likewise a smith to your smithy, To shoe for you a steed. 20 'To be shod with silver clear afore, An gold graithed behind, An every foot the foal sets down, The gold lie on the ground.' 21 'It's I will come to Willie's weddin, I rather it had been mine; It's I will come to Willie's weddin, On Monday in good time. 22 'It's I'll send to Willie a toweld silk, To hing below his knee. An ilka time he looks on it, He'll hae gude mind o me. * * * * * * * 23 'An askin, father, an askin, An I hope you will grant me; For it is the last askin That ever I'll ask of thee.' 24 'Ask me, Annie, gold,' he said, 'An ask me, Annie, fee, But dinna ask me Sweet Willie, Your bedfellow to be.' 25 'It's I will ask you gold, father, Sae will I ask you fee, But I needna ask you Sweet Willie, My bedfellow to be. 26 'For I am bidden to Willie's weddin, On Monday in good time, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . * * * * * * * 27 On every tait o her horse's mane A siller bell did hing, An on every tait o her horse's tail A golden bell did ring. 28 Twal and twal rade her afore, An twal an twal ahind, An twal an twal on every side, To hold her frae the wind. 29 Fair Annie shined mair on the top o the hill Than Willie did in the glen; Fair Annie shined mair on the heid o the hill Than Willie wi a' his men. 30 Whan she came to Mary's kirk, She lighted on the stane; An when she came to the kirk-door, She bade the bride gae in.