A Waukrife Minnie
Whare are you gaun, my bony lass,
Whare are you gaun, my hiney.
She answered me right saucilie,
An errand for my minnie.
O whare live ye, my bony lass,
O whare live ye, my hiney.
By yon burnside, gin ye maun ken,
In a wee house wi' my minnie.
But I foor up the glen at e'en,
To see my bony lassie;
And lang before the grey morn cam,
She was na hauf sae saucey.
O weary fa' the waukrife cock,
And the foumart lay his crawin!
He wauken'd the auld wife frae her sleep,
A wee blink or the dawin.
An angry wife I wat she raise,
And o'er the bed she brought her;
And wi' a meikle hazel rung
She made her a weel-pay'd dochter.
O fare thee weel, my bony lass!
O fare thee well, my hinnie!
Thou art a gay an' a bony lass,
But thou has a waukrife minnie.
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