Whitelaw's Book of Scottish Song, p. 333.
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There was a wee cooper who lived in Fife,
Nickity, nackity, noo, noo, noo
And he has gotten a gentle wife.
Hey Willie Wallacky, how John Dougall,
Alane, quo Rushety, roue, roue, roue |
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She wadna bake, nor she wadna brew,
For the spoiling o her comely hue. |
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She wadna card, nor she wadna spin,
For the shaming o her gentle kin. |
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She wadna wash, nor she wadna wring,
For the spoiling o her gouden ring. |
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The cooper's awa to his woo-pack
And has laid a sheep-skin on his wife's back. |
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'It's I'll no thrash ye, for your proud kin,
But I will thrash my ain sheep-skin.' |
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'Of, I will bake, and I will brew,
And never mair think on my comely hue. |
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'Oh, I will card, and I will spin,
And never mair think on my gentle kin. |
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'Oh, I will wash, and I will wring,
And never mair think on my gouden ring.' |
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A' ye wha hae gotten a gentle wife
Send ye for the wee cooper o Fife. |
