Oh Are You Sleeping Maggie
Dark and rainy is the night,
There's not a star in all the carry.
Lightnings gleam across the sky ,
and winds drive with winter fury.
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Let me in, for loud the linn
is roaring o'er the warlock's craggie.
Fearful sighs the boor tree bank
the rifted woods roar wild and dreary.
Loud the iron gate does clank
and cry of owlets makes me eerie.
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Let me in, for loud the linn
is roaring o'er the warlock's craggie.
Above my breath I dare not speak,
for fear I raise your sleepless daddie.
Cold's the blast upon my cheek,
oh rise, rise my bonnie lady.
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Let me in, for loud the linn
is roaring o'er the warlock's craggie.
She opened the door, she let him in,
he cast aside his dripping plaidie.
Blow your worst, you rain and wind,
since Maggie now I'm in beside ye.
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Oh are you sleeping Maggie?
Let me in, for loud the linn
is roaring o'er the warlock's craggie.
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