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title: "The Lass o’ Ecclefechan"
author: "Robert Burns"
form: "Song"
year: "1795"
tune: "Jack o’ Latin"
location: "Dumfries"
source: "Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns"
source_url: "https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1279/pg1279.txt"
canonical_url: "https://robert-burns.com/poems/the-lass-o-ecclefechan/"
---

# The Lass o’ Ecclefechan

## Song
Gat ye me, O gat ye me,  
O gat ye me wi’ naething?  
Rock an reel, and spinning wheel,  
A mickle quarter basin:  
Bye attour my Gutcher has  
A heich house and a laich ane,  
A’ forbye my bonie sel,  
The toss o’ Ecclefechan.

O haud your tongue now, Lucky Lang,  
O haud your tongue and jauner  
I held the gate till you I met,  
Syne I began to wander:  
I tint my whistle and my sang,  
I tint my peace and pleasure;  
But your green graff, now Lucky Lang,  
Wad airt me to my treasure.

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Source: [Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns](https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1279/pg1279.txt)  
Canonical HTML: https://robert-burns.com/poems/the-lass-o-ecclefechan/