The cock he hadna craw’d but ance,
And clapp’d his wings at a’,
When the youngest to the eldest said,
“Brother, we must awa.—
“The cock doth craw, the day doth daw
The channerin’ worm doth chide;
Gin we be mist out o’ our place,
A sair pain we maun bide.
“Fare ye weel, my mother dear!
Fareweel to barn and byre!