Select songs (1)/Her Answer

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3199706Select songs (1) — Her Answer1793

HER ANSWER.

O tell na me o’ wind and rain,
Upbraid na me wi’ cauld disdain!
Gae back the gait ye cam again,
I winna let ye in, jo.


chorus.
I tell you now this ae night.
This ae, ae, ae night;
And ance for a’ this ae night,
I winna let ye in, jo.


The snellest blast, at mirkest hours,
That round the pathless wand'rer pour
Is nocht to what poor she endures,
That’s trusted faithless man, jo.
I tell you now, &c.


The sweetest flower that deck’d the mead,
Now trodden like the vilest weed;
Let simple maid the lesson read,
The weird may be her ain, jo.
I tell thee now, &c.


The bird that charm’d his summer-day
Is now the cruel fowler’s prey;
Let witless, trusting, woman say
How aft her fate’s the same, jo,
I tell thee now, &c.

This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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