Cream of Tannahill's Songs (3)/O are ye sleeping, Maggie
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O ARE YE SLEEPING MAGGIE.
CHORUS.O are you sleeping, Maggie,O are you sleeping, Maggie,Let me in, for loud the linnIs roaring o'er the warlock craigie.
Mirk and rainy is the night,No a starn in a' the carry,Lightnings gleam athwart the lift,And winds drive wi' winter's fury.O are you sleeping, Maggie, &c.
Fearful soughs the boortree bank,The rifted woods roar wild and dreary,Loud the iron yate does clank,And cry of howlets make me eerie.O are you sleeping, Maggio, &c.
Aboon my breath I daurna speak',For fear I rouse your wakerife daddio,Cauld's the blast upon my cheek,O rise, rise, my bonny lady!O are you sleeping, Maggie, &c.
She opt the door, she let him in,He euist aside his dreeping plaidie;"Blaw your warst, ye rain and win',Since, Maggie, now I'm in beside ye.
CHORUSNow since ye're waking, Maggie,Now since ye're waking, Maggie!What care I for the howlet's ery,For boortree bank, or warloek craigie!