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Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

207 . Song—I’m O’er Young to Marry yet

Chorus.—I’m o’er young, I’m o’er young,

I’m o’er young to marry yet;

I’m o’er young, ’twad be a sin

To tak me frae my mammy yet.

I AM my mammny’s ae bairn,

Wi’ unco folk I weary, sir;

And lying in a man’s bed,

I’m fley’d it mak me eerie, sir.

I’m o’er young, &c.

My mammie coft me a new gown,

The kirk maun hae the gracing o’t;

Were I to lie wi’ you, kind Sir,

I’m feared ye’d spoil the lacing o’t.

I’m o’er young, &c.

Hallowmass is come and gane,

The nights are lang in winter, sir,

And you an’ I in ae bed,

In trowth, I dare na venture, sir.

I’m o’er young, &c.

Fu’ loud an’ shill the frosty wind

Blaws thro’ the leafless timmer, sir;

But if ye come this gate again;

I’ll aulder be gin simmer, sir.

I’m o’er young, &c.