Till we came to yon bonny ha’,
Whare the roof was o’ the beaten gould,
And the floor was o’ the cristal a’.
8.
When we came to the stair-foot,
Ladies were dancing, jimp and sma’,
But in the twinkling of an eye,
My wee wee man was clean awa’.
Till we came to yon bonny ha’,
Whare the roof was o’ the beaten gould,
And the floor was o’ the cristal a’.
8.
When we came to the stair-foot,
Ladies were dancing, jimp and sma’,
But in the twinkling of an eye,
My wee wee man was clean awa’.