Andy M. Stewart - The Gaberlunzieman Lyrics
Oh the pawky auld carle cam o'er the leaWi' mony guild-e'ens and guid-days tae meSayin', "Guid wife for your charityWould you lodge a leal poor man?"Laddie wi my tow-ro-aeWell the nicht being cauld, the carle being watIt's doon ayant the ingle he satMy dochters shouthers he began tae clapAnd cadgily ranted and sangLaddie wi' my tow-ro-aeBetween the twa was made a plotThey'd rise a wee afore the *****And wilily they shot the lockAnd fast to the bent they are ganeLaddie wi' my tow-ro-aeThe aul wife gaed whaur the beggar layThe strae was cauld, he was awayShe clappit her hands cryin"Waladay!For some of our gear will be gane"Laddie wi my tow-ro-aeThe servant gaed whaur the dochtor layTh sheets were cauld, she was awayAnd fast to the guid wife she gan say"Shes awa wi the Gaberlunzieman"Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae"O fy gar ride and fy gar rinAnd haste ye find these traitors again!For she's be burnt and he's be slainThe wearyful beggarman"Laddie wi' my tow-ro-aeMeanwhile farhind oot o'er the leaFu-snug in a glen where nane could seeThe twa wi' kindly sport and gleeWould lo'e the hale day langLaddie wi' my tow-ro-aeOh the lady cam riding o'er the lea,Efter mony years her guidwife tae seeShe had wedded a lord, nae begger he,That had gaed as the beggarmanLaddie wi' my tow-ro-aeWell the lady came riding o'er the strandWi' fower and twenty at her commandShe was the brawest in the landAnd she went wi' the beggarmanLaddie wi' my tow-ro-ae