And a fause knight threw us the bonny broun hair, To please his braw new fere.

Go to the devil with thyself, for I will ne'er see thy fause loon's visage againthou should be ashamed to look me in the face.

Compare the second stanza of each: Thou'lt break my heart, thou bonnie bird, That sings upon the bough; Thou minds me o' the happy days When my fause love was true.