Tak your auld cloak about ye/Tak your auld cloak about ye

Tak your auld cloak about ye (1800s)
Tak your auld cloak about ye
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In winter when the rain rain'd cauld,
And frost and snaw on ilka hill,
And Boreas wi' his blasts sae bauld,
Was threatning a' our kye to kill;
Then Bell, my wife, wha loes nae strife,
She said to me, right hastily,
Get up, gudeman, save Crummy's life,
And tak your auld cloak about ye.

My Crummy is a usefu' cow,
And she is come of a good kin',
Aft has she wet the bairn's mou',
And I am laith that she should tine.
Get up, gudeman, it is fu' time;
The sun shines in the lift sae hie;
Sloth never made a gracious end,
Sae tak your auld cloak about ye.

My cloak was ance a gude grey cloak,
When it was fitting for my wear;
But now it's scantly worth a groat,
For I hae worn't this thretty year.
Let's spend the gear that we hae won,
We little ken the day we'll die;
Then I'll be proud, since I hae sworn,
To hae a new cloak about me.

In days when our King Robert rang,
His trews they cost but hauf-a-crown;
He said they were a groat owre dear,
And ca'd they tailor thief and loun.
He was the king that wore the crown,
And thou a man o' low degree;
It's pride puts a' the country down,
Sae tak your auld cloak about ye.

Ev'ry land has its ain laugh,
Ilk kind o' corn has its ain hool,
I think the warld's a' gaun daft,
When ilka wife her man wad rule;
Do ye nae see Rob, Jock, and Hab,
How they are girded gallantly,
While I sit hurklin in the ase?
I'll hae a new cloak about me.

Gudeman, I wat it's thretty year
Sin' we did ane anither ken,
And we hae had, between us twa,
O' lads and bonny lasses ten;
Now they are women grown and men,
I wish and pray, weel may they be;
And if you prove a good husband,
E'en tak your auld cloak about ye.

Bell my wife, she loes na strife,
But she wad guide if she can;
And to maintain an easy life,
I aft maun yield, though I'm gudeman,
Nought's to be won at woman's hand,
Unless ye gie her a' the plea;
Sae I’ll leave aff whare I began,
And tak my auld cloak about me.

This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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