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[00:02.68]Wha wadna be in love
[00:04.48]Wi’ bonny Maggy Lawder
[00:06.79]A piper met her gaun to Fife,
[00:09.25]And spier’d what was’t they ca’d her
[00:11.05]Right scornfully she answer’d him
[00:13.85]Begone, you hallanshaker;
[00:15.84]Jog on your gate, you bladderskate
[00:18.03]My name is Maggie Lawder.
[00:21.77]Maggy, quoth he, and by my bags,
[00:23.68]I’m fidging fain to see you
[00:25.95]Sit down by me, my bonny bird,
[00:28.14]In troth I winna steer thee:
[00:30.29]For I’m a piper to my trade,
[00:32.67]My name is Rob the Ranter;
[00:34.83]The lasses loup as they were daft
[00:37.18]When I blaw up my chanter.
[00:40.12]Piper, quoth Meg, hae you your bags,
[00:42.60]Or is your drone in order?
[00:44.63]If you be Rob, I’ve heard of you,
[00:47.14]Live you upo’ the border?
[00:49.24]The lasses a’, baith far and near,
[00:51.49]Have heard of Rob the Ranter;
[00:53.64]I’ll shak my foot wi’ right good will,
[00:55.88]Gif you’ll blaw up your chanter.
[00:59.41]Then to his bags he flew with speed,
[01:01.53]About the drone he twisted,
[01:03.48]Meg up, and wallop’d o’er the green,
[01:05.86]For brawly cou’d she frisk it.
[01:07.60]Weel done, quoth he; Play up, quoth she:
[01:10.00]Weel bob’d, quoth Rob the Ranter;
[01:12.49]’Tis worth my while to play indeed,
[01:14.79]When I hae sic a dancer.
[01:18.00]Weel hae you play’d your part, quoth Meg,
[01:20.41]Your cheeks are like the crimson;
[01:22.13]There’s nane in Scotland plays sae weel,
[01:24.68]Since we lost Habbie Simpson.
[01:26.90]I’ve liv’d in Fife, baith maid and wife,
[01:29.08]These ten years and a quarter;
[01:31.32]Gin you should come to Enster fair,
[01:35.11]Spier ye for Maggy Lawder.