A Wee Bird Cam Tae My Apron — текст песни (Redpath Jean)

A WEE BIRD CAM` TAE MY APRON
It fell on a morning, a morning in May
My faither`s cows they a` went astray
I loutit me down and the heather was gay
And a burr stack tae my apron
Wi` a rye doo a dum, wi` a rye doo a day
Wi` a rye doo a dum, wi` a rye doo a day
Wi` a rye doo a dum, wi` a rye doo a day
A wee bird cam` tae my apron
Oh aince my apron it was wide
But noo my knees it scarce can hide
And oh the grief that I`ve tae bide
When I look tae my apron
Oh aince my apron it was new
But noo it`s gotten another hue
But noo it`s gotten another hue
There`s a braw lad below my apron
I saw my faither on the stair
Combing doon his yellow hair
Says, What is it that ye`ve got in there?
Sae well rowed aneath yer apron
It`s neither vagabond nor loon
He`s the best stay-maker in the toon
And he`s made me a stomacher to bear up my goon
And I rowed aneath my apron
I saw my mother on the stair
Combing doon her yellow hair
Says, What is that ye`ve got in there
Sae wee rowed aneath yer apron?
It is my mantle and my shirt
I had nae will tae daidle it
I had nae will tae daidle it
And I rowed it aneath my apron
As I was going doon the street
My siller slippers on my feet
Oh aye my freends I`d ill-well tae meet
And my braw lad rowed aneath my apron
sung by Jean Redpath
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