Ah, Woe is Me, My Mother Dear

Ah, Woe is Me, My Mother Dear by Robert Burns

A paraphrase of Jeremiah 15 v 10

Ah, woe is me, my mother dear!
A man of strife ye’ve born me:
For sair contention I maun bear;
They hate, revile, and scorn me.
 
I ne’er could lend on bill or band,
That five per cent. might blest me;
And borrowing, on the tither hand,
The deil a ane wad trust me.
 
Yet I, a coin-denièd wight,
By Fortune quite discarded;
Ye see how I am, day and night,
By lad and lass blackguarded!

This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.