YE HAE LIEN WRANG, LASSIE
cho: Ye hae I ien wrang, lassie,
Ye've lien in some unco bed,
Your rosy cheeks are turn'd sae wan,
Ye're greener than the grass, lassie,
Your coatie's shorter by a span,
Yet deil an inch the less, lassie.
Ye've loot the powny o'er the dyke,
And he's been in the corn, lassie;
For ay the brose ye sup at e'en,
Ye bock them ere the morn, lassie.
Fu' lightly lap ye o'er the knowe,
And thro' the wood ye sang, lassie;
But herrying o' the foggie byke,
I fear ye've got a stang, lassie.
Collected by Robert Burns. Tune is Nae Luck Aboot the Hoose RG
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