'Twas a wee bonny lassie left the bar one evenin' fair,
She'd clad herself in baggy shirt and kilt, and cropped her hair,
And drunk of stout so heartily she staggered neath the load,
And stumbled off a grassy bank to sleep beside the road.
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring ding diddle aye-oh
Oh, she stumbled off a grassy bank to sleep beside the road.
Our bonny lass two young and lovely ladies did espy,
They took her for an elven lad, so handsome and so spry,
One said, "It is a pity that by drink he should be spilt-
For I'd like to know-whence comes the rise
in that fine Scotsman's kilt?"
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring-ding diddle aye-oh
"Oh, I'd like to know-whence comes the rise
in that fine Scotsman's kilt?"
Now rogues, not gentlemen, would see this as a happy chance,
And ladies might their virtue fend by wearin o' the pants!
But think you well upon it, before you would do her hurt,
For you never know what a bonny lass is packin' neath her skirt!
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring-ding diddle aye-oh
Oh, you never know what a bonny lass is packin' neath her skirt!
They crept up to her soft, her garment's hem did lightly lift;
'Twas leather straps did cover her instead of linen shift:
And thereby hung an an implement that in the moonlight shone,
The piece so fair and long was finely crafted out of bone.
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring-ding diddle aye-oh
Oh, the piece so fair and long was finely crafted out of bone.
One said unto the other, "Here's a pleasure I've not tried."
She settled her upon it, and with vigor gan to ride
While her companion waited, in the damp of morning dew,
She cried at last, "Enough, my dear! For I must try it, too!"
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring-ding diddle aye-oh
Oh, she cried at last, "Enough, my dear! For I must try it, too!"
Now the wee bonny lassie comes awake with quite a start,
Two girls collapsed upon her warm the cockles of her heart.
She says, Good mornin' ladies, 'Tis a pleasure we did meet.
I'm ravenous; please tell me, have you something I could eat?
Ring-ding diddle diddle aye-dee-oh
Ring-ding diddle aye-oh
Oh, I'm ravenous; please tell me, have you something I could eat?
Rosamunde del Shore A.S. XXXVI
