Assassin's Creed 4: Black Flag - Maggie Lauder (male ver) | Текст песни

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Wha wouldna be in love wi' bonnie Maggie Lauder?
A piper met her gaun tae Fife an speirt what was they'd call her?
Richt scornfully she answered him "Begone, you hallanshaker!
Good(?) on yer gate, ye blatherskite, my name is Maggie Lauder"
"Maggie", quo'd he, "and by my bags, I'm fidgin' fain tae see thee!
Sit doon by me, my bonnie bird, by troth I wid not steer ye,
For I'm a piper tae my trade, my name is Rob the Ranter,
The lasses loup as they were daft when I blow up me chanter"
"Piper", quo'd Mag, "hae ye yer bags or is yer drone in order?
If ye be Rob I've heard of you, live ye upon the border?
The lasses a' baith far an near hae heard o' Rob the Ranter!
I'll shake ma fit wi' richt goodwill if ye'll blow up yer chanter"
Then tae his bags he flew wi' speed aboot the drone he twisted
Mag up an walloped o'er the green for brawly could she frisk it.
"Weel done!" quo he, "Play on!", quo'd she, "Weel bob'd", quo Rob the Ranter,
"'Tis worth my while tae play indeed when I hae such a dancer!"
"Weel hae ye played yer part", quo Mag, "your cheeks are like the crimson,
There's nane in Scotland plays sae weel since we lost Habbie Simpson!
I've lived in Fife baith maid an wife these ten years and a quarter,
If ye should come tae Ainster fair, speir ye for Maggie Lauder"

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