Duncan Gray — текст песни (Burns Robert)

DUNCAN GRAY
(Robert Burns)
Weary fa` you, Duncan Gray!
(Ha, ha, the girdin o`t!)
Wae gae by you, Duncan Gray!
(Ha, ha, the girdin o`t!)
When a` the lave gae to their play,
Then I maun sit the lee-lang day,
And jeeg the cradle wi my tae,
And a` for the girdin o`t!
Bonie was the lammas moon,
(Ha, ha, the girdin o`t!)
Glow`rin a`the hills, aboon,
(Ha, ha, the girdin o`t!)
The girdin brak, the beast cam down,
I tint my curch and baith my shoon,
And, Duncan, ye`re an unco loun-
Wae on the bad girdin o`t!
But, Duncan, gin ye`ll keep your aith,
(Ha, ha, the girdin o`t!),
I`se bless you wi my hindmost breath,
(Ha, ha, the girdin o`t!)
Duncan, gin ye`ll keep your aith,
The beast again can bear us baith,
And auld Mess John will mend the skaith,
And clout the bad girdin o`t.
tune: Duncan Gray (394)
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