Burns' Popular Songs/Up in the Morning early
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Up in the Morning early.
CHORUS
Up in the morning's no for me,
Up in the morning early,
When a' the hills are cover'd wi' snaw,
I'm sure its winter fairly.
Up in the morning's no for me,
Up in the morning early,
When a' the hills are cover'd wi' snaw,
I'm sure its winter fairly.
Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,
The drift is driving sairly
Sae loud and shrill I hear the blast,
I'm sure its winter fairly.
The birds sit chittering in the thorn,
A' day they fare but sparely;
And lang's the night frae e'en to morn—
I'm sure it's winter fairly.
The drift is driving sairly
Sae loud and shrill I hear the blast,
I'm sure its winter fairly.
The birds sit chittering in the thorn,
A' day they fare but sparely;
And lang's the night frae e'en to morn—
I'm sure it's winter fairly.