It is said that this song was transcribed by Robert Burns after hearing the tale sung by an old lady in Lauderdale.
“What will I do gin my Hoggie die? My joy, my pride, my Hoggie!
My only beast, I had nae mae, And vow but I was vogie!
The lee-lang night we watch'd the fauld, Me and my faithfu' doggie;
We heard nocht but the roaring linn, Amang the braes sae scroggie.
But the houlet cry'd frau the castle wa', The blitter frae the boggie;
The tod reply'd upon the hill, I trembled for my Hoggie.
When day did daw, and cocks did craw, The morning it was foggie;
An unco tyke, lap o'er the dyke, And maist has kill'd my Hoggie!”