the braw er
arin',
and how her new shoon fit her auld schachl't feet,
but heavens! how he fell a swearin, a swearin,
but heavens! how he fell a swearin.
he begged, for gudesake, i wad be his wife,
or else i wad kill him wi' sorrow;
so e'en to preserve the poor body in life,
i think i maun wed him to-morrow, to-morrow;
i think i maun wed him to-morrow.
and how her new shoon fit her auld schachl't feet,
but heavens! how he fell a swearin, a swearin,
but heavens! how he fell a swearin.
he begged, for gudesake, i wad be his wife,
or else i wad kill him wi' sorrow;
so e'en to preserve the poor body in life,
i think i maun wed him to-morrow, to-morrow;
i think i maun wed him to-morrow.