The Haws of Cromdale/Will you go and marry Katie
WILL YOU GO AND MARRY, KATIE
WILL ye go and marry Katie,
Can ye think to tak a man !
It's a pity ane sae pretty,
Should na do the thing they can.
You, a charming lovely creature
Wherefore wad ye lie ye'r lane!
Beauty's of a fading nature,
Has a season, and is gane
Therefore, while ye're blooming, Katie,
Listen to a loving swain;
Tak a mark by auntie Betty,
Ance the darling o' the men :
She, wi coy and fickle nature
Trifled aff till she's grown auld,
Now she's left by ilke creature :
Let na this othee be tauld.
But my dear and lovely Katie,
This ae thing I hae to tell
I could wish nae man to get ye,
Save it were my very sel.
Tak, me Katie, at my offer.
Or be had and I'll take you:
Wo’s mak nae din about your tocher ;
Marry, Katis, then we'll woo.
Many words are needless, Katie,
Ye're a wanter, ise am I:
If ye wad man should get ye,
Then I can that want supply ;
Say then, Katie, say ye'll tak me,
As the very wale o’ men,
Never after to forsake, me,
And the priest shall say, Amen.
Then, O! then my charming Katie,
When we're married what comes then ?
Then nae ither man can get ye,
But ye'll be my very aim
Then we'll kiss and clap at leisure,
Nor wi' eavy troubled be.
If ance I had my lovely treasure,
Let the rest admire and die.