O STEER HER UP. TUNE-O steer her up, and haud her gaun. The first four lines of this song are part of an old ditty. O STEER her up, and haud her gaun, stir-keep going Her mother's at the mill, jo; And gin she winna take a man, E'en let her take her will, jo. And gin she take the thing amiss, O steer her up, and be na blate, Then gin the lassie winna do't, Ye'll fin' anither will, jo. threaten scold Dashful WEE WILLIE GRAY. Written by Burns in imitation, and to the tune, of an old nursery-song. WEE Willie Gray, and his leather wallet, The rose upon the brier will be him trouse and doublet. Wee Willie Gray, and his leather wallet, Twice a lilie flower will be him sark and cravat Feathers of a flie wad feather up his bonnet, Feathers of a flie wad feather up his bonnet. O AYE MY WIFE SHE DANG ME. TUNE-My Wife she dang me. O AYE my wife she dang me, Guid faith, she'll soon o'ergang ye. And fool I was I married; But never honest man's intent Some sa'r o' comfort still at last, I'm sure o' bliss aboon, man. Guid faith, she'll soon o'ergang ye. |