Classic Poem

1.

She wadna bake, she wadna brew,
Hollin, green hollin
For spoiling o her comely hue.
Bend your bow, Robin

2.

She wadna wash, she wadna wring,
For spoiling o her gay goud ring.

3.

Robin he's gane to the fald
And catched a weather by the spauld.

4.

And he has killed his weather black
And laid the skin upon her back.

5.

" I darena pay you, for your kin,
But I can pay my weather's skin.

6.

" I darena pay my lady's back,
But I can pay my weather black. "

7.

" O Robin, Robin, lat me be,
And I'll a good wife be to thee.

8.

" It's I will wash, and I will wring,
And never mind my gay goud ring.

9.

" It's I will bake, and I will brew,
And never mind my comely hue.

10.

" And gin ye thinkna that eneugh,
I'se tak the goad and I'se ca the pleugh.

11.

" Gin ye ca for mair whan that is doon,
I'll sit i the neuk and I'll dight your shoon. "