The Merry Muses of Caledonia/The Yellow, Yellow Yorlin'

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The Merry Muses of Caledonia by Robert Burns
The Yellow, Yellow Yorlin'

THE YELLOW, YELLOW YORLIN'.

Tune—"Bonnie beds of roses," or rather "The Collier Laddie."

An old song.


It fell on a day, in the flow'ry month o' May,
 All on a merry, merry morning,
I met a pretty maid, an' unto her I said,
 I wad fain fin' your yellow, yellow yorlin'.


O no, young man, says she, you're a stranger to me,
 An' I am my faither's darlin',
I am herding his ewes that's feedin' in the howes,
 An' ye maunna touch my yellow, yellow yorlin'.


But if I lay you down upon the dewy ground,
 You wad na be the waur ae farthin';
An' your faither, honest man, he never cou'd ken
 That I play'd wi' your yellow, yellow yorlin'.


O fie, young man, says she, I pray you let me be,
 I wad na for five pound sterling;
My mither wad gae mad, an' sae wad my dad,
 If you play'd wi' my yellow, yellow yorlin'.


But I took her by the waist, an' laid her down in haste,
 For a' her squakin' an' squalin';
The lassie soon grew tame, an' bade me come again
 For to play wi' her yellow, yellow yorlin'.