Sweeney's Men - Rattlin' roarin' Willy | Текст песни

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O' rattlin', roarin' Willie, O, he held tae the fair,
An' for to sell his fiddle an' buy some other ware
But parting wi' his fiddle, the saut tear blint his e'e
And rattlin', roarin', Willie, Ye're welcome hame to me

O, Willie, come sell your fiddle, come, sell your fiddle sae fine
O Willie come sell your fiddle, and buy a pint o' wine
If I should sell my fiddle, the world would think I was mad
For many a rantin' day my fiddle and I hae had

As I cam' by Crochallan, I cannily keekit ben
Rattlin', roarin' Willie was sitting at yon board en'
Siting at yon board en' and amang guid company
Rattlin', roarin', Willie, ye're welcome hame to me

Glossary
amang: among
ben: inner room of a two room cottage
board en': table end
cannily: softly, stealthily
e'e: eye
guid: good
hae: have
hame: home
keekit: looked
rantin': boisterous, rollicking
saut: salt
tae: to

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