THE OLD MAID



I am an auld maid and I live in a garret

Naebody to help or to cheer

My only companions a cat and a parrot

Losh sirse, but it is unco drear



Than what do ye think o' my case, my friends

And what dae ye think I should dee

I wad be unco fain o' a hame o' my ain

And a gude wife I'm sure I wad be



But I want nae a man who is dashing and gay

Or a man who lives only for gain

Or one that's devoted to sporting and play

Or a fop who is silly and vain



But let me be gudewife to a clouthie gudeman

Who is fearless and honest and true

And the rule of whose life is the grand scripture plan

Do as you would have others do



And give me a croft at the foot o' a hill

Wi' gowans upon the green sward

In sight an' in sound o' a clear sparkling rill

A peat stack and a bonnie kailyard



We could never be dull with our work to attend

We would always have plenty to do

Our evenings in summer 'mang our flowers we would spend

In the long winter nichts read and sew



@Scots

printed in Gavin Grieg

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