Traditional Scottish Folk
The Maid Gaed tae the Mill (Roud 2575; G/D 7:1436)
The maid gaed to the mill by nicht
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
The maid gaed to the mill by nicht
Hey, sae wanton she!
She swore by a' the stars sae bricht
That she should hae her corn ground
She should hae her corn ground
Mill and multure free

Then oot and cam' the miller's man
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
Oot and cam' the miller's man
Hey, sae wanton he!
He swore he'd do the best he can
For to get her corn ground
For to gеt her corn ground
Mill and multure free

He put his hand about hеr neck
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
He put his hand about her neck
Hey, sae wanton he!
He threw her doon upon a sack
And there she got her corn ground
There she got her corn ground
Mill and multure free
When other maids gaed oot to play
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
Other maids gaed oot to play
Hey, sae wantonly!
She sighed and sobbed and wouldna stay
Because she'd got her corn ground
Because she'd got her corn ground
Mill and multure free

When forty weeks were past and gane
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
When forty weeks were past and gane
Hey, sae wantonly!
This lassie had a braw lad bairn
Because she got her corn ground
Because she got her corn ground
Mill and multure free

Her mither bid her cast it oot
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
Her mither bid her cast it oot
Hey, sae wantonly!
It was the miller's dusty clout
For getting' a' her corn ground
Gettin' a' her corn ground
Mill and multure free
Her faither bade her keep it in
Hey, hey, sae wanton!
Her faither bade her keep it in
Hey, sae wantonly!
It was the chief o' a' her kin
Because she'd got her corn ground
Because she'd got her corn ground
Mill and multure free