Brose and Butter

Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper And Jenny sits up the loft Johnny was glad to be at her There came a wind came out o' the west Made all the windows to clatter And gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper A dow is a dainty dish Goose is hollow within The sight would make you blush But aw the fun is to finishing Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose My daddie sent me to the hill To pull my minnie some heather And drive it intae yur fill Yur welcome tae the leather Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper A mouse is a merry wee beast The moodiewark wants the een And oh for the touch o' the thing I had in my nieve yestreen Oh gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose The lark she loves the grass The hen she loves the stubble And hey for the gardner lad Tae gully away wi' his dibble And gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper And Jenny sits up at the laft Johnny was glad to be at her There came a wind came oot o' the west Made all the windows to clatter And gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper A dow is a dainty dish Goose is hollow within The sight would make you blush Aw the fun is to finishing Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper And Jenny sits up at the loft Johnny was glad to be at her There came a wind came oot o' the west Made all the windows to clatter Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Yestreen he wanted his supper A dow is a dainty dish The goose is hollow within The sight would make you blush But aw the fun is to finishing Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose, brose Gie my love brose and butter And gie my love brose, brose Jenny sits up at the loft Johnny was glad to be at her There came a wind came out o' the west Made all the windows to clatter... oh-oh