8
'I will ask ye questions three;
Resolve them, or ye'll neer get me.
9
'I hae a rig o bonnie land
Atween the saut sea and the sand.
10
'Ye maun plow it wi ae horse bane,
And harrow it wi ae harrow pin.
11
'Ye maun shear 't wi a whang o leather,
And ye maun bind 't bot strap or tether.
12
'Ye maun stack it in the sea,
And bring the stale hame dry to me.
13
'Ye maun mak a cart o stane,
And yoke the wren and bring it hame.
14
'Ye maun thresh't atween your lufes,
And ye maun sack't atween your thies.'
15
'My curse on those wha learnëd thee;
This night I weend ye'd gane wi me.'
J
Communicated by Rev. F. D. Huntington, Bishop of Western New York, as sung to him by his father in 1828, at Hadley, Mass.; derived from a rough, roystering "character" in the town.