What’S Poor Mary Weeping For? / Bonnie Lass O’Ballochmyle
What’s poor Mary weeping for? Weeping for, weeping for, What’s poor Mary weeping for? On a cold and a frosty morning.
Because she wants to see her lad, See her lad, see her lad. Because she wants to see her lad On a cold and a frosty morning.
She buckled up her shoes and away she run Away she run, away she run. She buckled up her shoes and away she run On a cold and a frosty morning.
Tak’ the buckles fae your shoon, bonnie lassie-o Tak’ the buckles fae your shoon, bonnie lassie-o Tak’ the buckles fae your shoon, for you’ve married sicca loon That your dancing days are done, bonnie lassie-o.
Tak’ the ribbons fae your hair, bonnie lassie-o Tak’ the ribbons fae your hair, bonnie lassie-o Tak’ the ribbons fae your hair, and cut off your ringlets fair For you’ve naught but want and care, bonnie lassie-o.
Tak’ the floonces fae your knee, bonnie lassie-o Tak’ the floonces fae your knee, bonnie lassie-o Tak’ the floonces fae your knee, for it’s better far for ye To look o'er your bairnies three, bonnie lassie-o.