My Love, Shes But a Lassie Yet - текст песни
My Love, She's But a Lassie Yet
(Robert Burns)
My love, she's but a lassie yet,
My love, she's but a lassie yet!
We'll let her stand a year or twa,
She'll no be half sae saucy yet!
I rue the day I sought her, O!
I rue the day I sought her, O!
Wha gets her need na say he's woo'd,
But he may say he has bought her. O.
Come draw a drap o the best o't yet,
Come draw a drap o the best o't yet!
Gae seek for pleasure whare ye will,
But here I never miss'd it yet,
We're a'dry wi drinkin o't,
We're a'dry wi drinkin o't!
The minister kiss't the fiddler's wife-
He could na preach for thinkin o't!
Tune: My love she's but a lassie yet (293)
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