I Come under my plaidie the nicht's gaun tae fa' Come in frae the cauld blast the drift and the snaw Come under my plaidie and sit doon beside me There's room in it lassie believe me for twa Come under my plaidie and sit doon beside me I'll hap ye frae every cauld wind that can blaw Come under my plaidie and sit doon beside me There's room in it lassie believe me for twa II Gae wa' wi' your plaidie auld Donald, gae ‘wa' I fear nae the cauld blast, the drift or the snaw Gae ‘wa' wi' your plaidie, I'll no' sit beside ye Ye micht be my gutcher auld Donald, gae ‘wa' I'm gaun tae meet Johnnie, he's young and he's bonnie He's been at Meg's bridle fu' trig and fu' braw Nane dances sae lightly, sae gracefu', sae tightly His cheeks like the new rose, his brow's like the snaw III Dear Marion, let that flee stick tae the wa' Your Jock's but a gowk and has naethin' ava' The hale o' his pack he has noo on his back He's thirty and I am but threescore and twa Be frank noo an' kin'ly I'll busk ye aye finely Tae kirk or tae merket they'll few gang sae braw A bien hoose tae bide in, a chaise for tae ride in And flunkies tae tend ye as aft as ye ca' IV My faither aye tellt me, my mither an' a' Ye'd mak' a guid husband and keep me aye braw It's true I lo'e Johnnie, he's young and he's bonnie But wae's me I ken he has naethin' ava' I hae little tocher ye've made a guid offer I'm noo mair than twenty, my time is but sma' Sae gie me yer plaidie, I'll creep in beside ye I thocht ye'd been aulder than three score and' twaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
