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Duncan Davison

 

 

Burns Original

Standard English Translation

TUNE: Ye'll ay be welcome back again
1.
There was a lass, they ca'd her Meg,
And she held o'er the moors to spin;
There was a lad that follow'd her,
They ca'd him Duncan Davison,
The moor was dreigh, and Meg was skeigh,
Her favour Duncan could na win;
For wi' the rock she wad him knock,
And ay she shook the temper-pin.

Note:- When Meg went to spin, her rejection of Duncan Davison was done with some of the instruments of the spinning equipment; the wheel, the rock (distaff) and the temper-pin.)

2.
As o'er the moor they lightly foor,
A burn was clear, a glen was green;
Upon the banks they eas'd their shanks,
And ay she set the wheel between:
But Duncan swoor a haly aith,
That Meg should be a bride the morn;
Then Meg took up her spinnin-graith,
And flung them a' out o'er the burn.
3.
We will big a wee, wee house,
And we will live like king and queen,
Sae blythe and merry's we will be,
When ye set by the wheel at e'en!
A man may drink, and no be drunk;
A man may fight, and no be slain;
A man may kiss a bonie lass,
And ay be welcome back again!

TUNE: You will alwaya be welcome back again

There was a girl, they called her Meg,
And she held (went) over the moors to spin;
There was a lad that followed her,
They called him Duncan Davison,
The moor was dull, and Meg was skittish,
Her favour Duncan could nt win;
For with the distaff she would him knock,
And ay she shook the temper-pin.







As over the moor they lightly fared,
A burn was clear, a glen was green;
Upon the banks they eased their shanks (legs),
And always she set the wheel between:
But Duncan swore a holy oath,
That Meg should be a bride to-morrow;
Then Meg took up her spinning equipment,
And flung them all out over the burn (brook).

We will build a little, little house,
And we will live like king and queen,
So blithe and merry as we will be,
When you sit by the wheel at evening!
A man may drink, and not be drunk;
A man may fight, and not be slain;
A man may kiss a lovely girl,
And always be welcome back again!

 

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