Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
544 . SongCrowdie ever mair
I wad never had nae care, Now I’ve gotten wife an’ weans, An’ they cry “Crowdie” evermair. Three times crowdie in a day Gin ye crowdie ony mair, Ye’ll crowdie a’ my meal away. Glowrin’ by the hallan en’; Sair I fecht them at the door, But aye I’m eerie they come ben. Ance crowdie, &c.