T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Gie the Lass Her Fairin’
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)(From Merry Muses of Caledonia, c. 1800) |
O GIE the lass her fairin’, lad, | |
| O gie the lass her fairin’, | |
| An’ something else she’ll gie to you, | |
| That’s wallow worth the wearin’; | |
| Syne coup her o’er amang the creels, | 5 |
| When ye hae ta’en your brandy, | |
| The mair ye bang, the mair she squeels, | |
| An’ hey for houghmagandie. | |
| Then gie the lass her fairin’, lad, | |
| O gie the lass her fairin’, | 10 |
| An’ she’ll gie you a hairy thing, | |
| An’ of it be na sparin’; | |
| But lay her o’er amang the creels, | |
| An’ bar the door wi’ baith your heels, | |
| The mair she gets, the mair she squeals, | 15 |
| An’ hey for houghmagandie. | |