Five favourite songs (11)/Get Up and Bar the Door

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Five favourite songs (11)  (between 1840 and 1850) 
Get Up and Bar the Door

GET UP AND BAR THE DOOR.

It fell upon a Martinmas time,
And a gay timo it was then,
When our goodwife got puddings to make,
And she boil’d them in a pan.

The wind sae cauld blew south and north.
And blew into the floor,
Quoth our goodman to our goodwife,
Get up and bar the door.

My hand is in my hussy’s skap,
Goodman as you may see,
An’ it should na be barr’d this hundred year,
It’s no be barr’d for me.

They made a paction ’tween them twa,
They made it firm and sure,
That the first word whae’er should speak,
Should rise and bar the door

Then by there came twa gentlemen,
At twelve o’clock at night,
And they could neither see house nor hall,
Nor coal nor candle light.

Now, whether is this a rich man’s house?
Or whether is it a poor?
But ne’er a word would ane o’ them speak,

For barring of the door.

And first they ate the white puddings,
And then they ate the black;
Tho’ muckle thought the goodwife to hersel’,
Yet ne’er a word she spak’.

Then said the one unto the other,
Here man, take my knife,
Do ye tak’ aff the auld man's beard,
And I’ll kiss the goodwife.

But there’s nae water in the house,
And what shall we do then?
What ails you at the pudding bree
That boils into the pan?

O up then started our goodman,
An angry man was he;
Will ye kiss my wife before my face,
And scad me wi’ pudding bree?

Then up then started our goodwife,
Gi’ed three skips on the floor:
Goodman, you’ve spoken the foremost word,
Get up and bar the door.


This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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