T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Gie the Lass Her Fairin
By Robert Burns (17591796)(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. | |