Gie the Lass Her Fairing

Scotland.
Tune: adapted from Cauld Kail.
Words: attributed to Robbie Burns.


    O gie the lass her fairin' lad,
    O gie the lass her fairin',
    An' something else she'll gie to you
    that's wallow worth the wearin'.
    Syne coup her o'er amang the creels
    When ye hae ta'en your brandy
    The mair ye bang the mair she squeals
    And hey for houghmagandie.

    Then gie the lass her fairin' lad,
    O gie the lass her fairin',
    An' she'll gie you a hairy thing
    An' of it not be sparin'.
    But lay her o'er amang the creels
    And bar the door wi' baith your heels,
    The mair she gets the mair she squeals
    An' hey for houghmagandie.