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Published on Apr 2, 2013
TDD_Tak' your auld cloak about ye (Trad. scottish XVII century)
In winter when the rain rain'd cauld and frost and snaw on ilka hill, And Boreas with his blast sae bauld was threat' nin' a' our kye to kill, Then Bell, my wife, wha lo'es nae strife, she said to me right hastily: "Get up, guidman, save Crummie's life and tak' your auld cloak about ye".
My Crummie is a usefu' caw and she has come of a good kin', Aft has she wet the bairns' mou' and I am laith that she should tyne; Get up, guidman, it is fu' time, the sun shines in the lift sae hie: Sloth never made a gracious end, gae tak' your auld cloak about ye.
In days when guid King Robert ran his trews they cost but half a crown, He said they were a groat owre dear and ca'd the tailor thief an' loon; He was the King that wore the crown and thou'rt a man o' low degree: 'Tis pride puts a' the country doun, sae tak' your auld cloak about ye.