Oh, Allison Gross, that lives in yon tower

The ugliest witch in the north country
Has trysted me one day up in her bower
And many fair speech she made to me

She stroked my head and she combed my hair
And she set me down softly on her knee
Says, “Gin ye will be my leman so true
Sae many braw things as I would ye gi'”
–“Allison Gross”; Steeleye Span here, and something in another language here. I always sang it as “leman,” not “lover,” and to the same tune as Boiled in Lead’s “As I Was Roving Out.”