Deuks Dang Ower My Daddie

The bairns gat out wi' an unco shout,
The deuks dang o'er my daddie, O!
The fien-ma-care, quo' the feirrie auld wife,
He was but a paidlin' body, O!
He paidles out, and he paidles in,
rn' he paidles late and early, O!
This seven lang years I hae lien by his side,
An' he is but a fusionless carlie, O.

O haud your tongue, my feirrie auld wife,
O haud your tongue, now Nansie, O:
I've seen the day, and sae hae ye,
Ye wad na ben sae donsie, O.
I've seen the day ye butter'd my brose,
And cuddl'd me late and early, O;
But downa-do's come o'er me now,
And oh, I find it sairly, O!

The bairns gat out wi' an unco shout,
The deuks dang o'er my daddie, O;
Quo' our gudewife, "Let him lie there,
For he's just a paidling body, O;
He paidles out, and he paidles in.
He paidles late and early, O;
This thirty years I ha'e been his wife.
And comfort comes but sparely, O."

"Now haud your tongue," quo' our gudeman,
"And dinna be sae saucy, O,
I've seen the day, and so ha'e ye,
I was baith young and gaucy, O.
I've seen the day you butter'd my brose.
And cuitered me late and early, O;
But auld age is on me now.
And wow but I fin't richt sairly. O."

"I carena though ye were i' the mools.
Or dookit in a boggie, O;
I kenna the use o' the crazy auld fool,
But just to toom the coggie, O.
Gin the win' were out o' your whaisling hauzt
I'd marry again and be voggie, O;
Some bonnie young lad would be my lot.
Some rosy cheeked roggie, O."

Quo' our gudeman, "Gi'e me that rung
That's hingin' in the ingle, O;
I'se gar ye haud that sorrowfu' tongue,
Or else your lugs will tingle, O.
Gang to your bed this blessed nicht.
Or I'll be your undoing, O;"
The cannie auld wife crap out o' sicht, -
What think ye o' sic wooing, O."