a waukrife minnie（1/1）

a waukrife minnie

whare are you gaun, my bonie lass,

whare are you gaun, my hinnie?

she answered me right saucilie,

“an errand for my minnie.”

o whare live ye, my bonie lass,

o whare live ye, my hinnie?

“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 bonie lassie;

and lang before the grey morn cam,

she was na hauf sae saucie.

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 brocht her;

and wi' a meikle hazel rung

she made her a weel-pay'd dochter.

o fare thee weel, my bonie lass,

o fare thee well, my hinnie!

thou art a gay an' a bonnie lass,

but thou has a waukrife minnie.