Put on the mukle pot;
Gie little Kate her button gown
And Jock his Sunday coat;
And mak their shoon as black as slaes,
Their hose as white as snaw;
It's a' to please my own gudeman,
For he's been long awa.
There's twa fat hens upo' the coop,
Been fed this month and mair;
Mak haste and thraw their necks about,