|Lidové písně - Skotské||[-] Transpozice [+] Tisk textu  |
Gie the Lass Her Fairing
Lidové písně - Skotské
O gie the lass her fairin' lad, O gie the lass her fairin', An' something else she'll gie to you that's wallow worth the wearin'. Syne coup her o'er amang the creels When ye hae ta'en your brandy The mair ye bang the mair she squeals And hey for houghmagandie. Then gie the lass her fairin' lad, O gie the lass her fairin', An' she'll gie you a hairy thing An' of it not be sparin'. But lay her o'er amang the creels And bar the door wi' baith your heels, The mair she gets the mair she squeals An' hey for houghmagandie.