Crowdie Ever Mair
O that I had ne’er been married,
I wad never had nae care;
Now I’ve gotten wife and bairns,
An’ they cry “crowdie!” ever mair.
Ance crowdie, twice crowdie,
Three times crowdie in a day;
Gin ye crowdie ony mair,
Ye’ll crowdie a’ my meal away.
Waefu want and hunger fley me,
Glowrin’ by the hallen en’;
Sair I fecht them at the door,
But aye I’m eerie they come ben.