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!
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