Spinnin' Thro' The Rye
By Robert Burns (with apologies to same)
If a body meet a body,
Spinnin' thro' the rye,
If a body kiss a body,
Need a body cry?
Every lassie has her laddie,
Nane, they say, ha'e I;
Yet a' the lads they smile on me,
Spinnin' thro' the rye.
If a body meet a body,
Spinnin' frae the town,
If a body greet a body,
Need a body frown?
Every lassie has her laddie,
Nane, they say, ha'e I;
Yet a' the lads they smile on me,
Spinnin' thro' the rye.
Amang the train there is a swain,
I dearly love mysel'
But what's his name, or where's his hame,
I dinna choose to tell.
Every lassie has her laddie,
Nane, they say, ha'e I;
Yet a' the lads they smile on me,
Spinnin' thro' the rye.
