THIS IS NO MINE AIN HOUSE.
The first half stanza is old, the rest is Ramsay’s. The old words are—
“This is no mine ain house,
My ain house, my ain house;
This is no mine ain house,
I ken by the biggin o’t.
Bread and cheese are my door-cheeks,
My door-cheeks, my door-cheeks;
Bread and cheese are my door-cheeks,
And pancakes the riggin o’t.
This is no my ain wean;
My ain wean, my ain wean;
This is no my ain wean,
I ken by the greetie o’t.
I’ll tak the curchie aff my head,
Aff my head, aff my head;
I’ll tak the curchie aff my head,
And row’t about the feetie o’t.”
The tune is an old Highland air, called “Shuan truish willighan.”