‘Na Còig Corragan’ - by
an òrdag
/ an sgealbag
/ an gunna fada
/ mac-an-aba
/ ‘s lùdag bheag an airgid…
an òrdag
/ an sgealbag
/ an gunna fada
/ mac-an-aba
/ ‘s lùdag bheag an airgid…
I’ve a kisty,
/ I’ve a creel,
/ I’ve a baggie
/ Full of meal.
/
/ I’ve a doggie
/ At the door,
/ One, two,
/ Three, four.
/ …
Johnnie Scott was awful thin,
/ His bones were sticking through his skin;
/ Now he’s got a double chin,
/ With eating Colter’s candy.
/
/ Allabally, allabally…
Twa wee birdies,
Sittin on a hill,
Ane ca’d Jack,
And anither ca’d Jill.
Brissit, brawnis and broken banis,
/ Strife, discord and waistit wanis,
/ Crookit in eild, syn halt withal –
/ These are the bewteis…
The King sits in Dunferline toun,
/ Drinkin the blude-reid wine
/ ‘O whaur will A get a skeely skipper
/ Tae sail…
Listen to me, as when ye heard our father
/ Sing long ago, the song of other shores-
/ Listen to me,…
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