Rhynie |
At Rhynie I sheared my first hairst, Doun by the fit o Benachie, Ma maister there was ill tae fit, But laith wis I tae loss my fee. Linten ourin ourin addie, Linten ourin ourin ee.
2. Rhynie's wark is ill tae work, | 3. Rhynie is a cauld clay hole, It's nane een like ma father's toun, Rhynie is a hungry place, And it disnae suit a Lawland loon. Linten ourin ourin addie, Linten ourin ourin ee.
4. Sair I've focht and sair I've vrocht, |