The Reel o' Stumpie
(Burns)
Hap and row, hap and row,
Hap and row, the feetie o't,
I thocht I was a maiden fair
Till I heard the greetie o't.
My daddie was a fiddler fine,
My minnie she made mankie-o;
And I mysel' a thumpin' quean,
Wha danced the reel o' Stumpie O.
The gossip cup, the gossip cup,
The kimmer clash and caudle-O;
The glowing moon, the wanton loon,
The cuttie-stool and cradle-O.
Douce dames maun hae their bairn-time borne,
Sae dinna glower sae glumpie-O,
Birds love the morn and craws love corn,
And maids the reel o' Stumpie-O.