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A Waukrife Minnie

Whare are you gaun, my bony lass, Whare are you gaun, my hiney. She answered me right saucilie, An errand for my minnie. O whare live ye, my bony lass, O whare live ye, my hiney. By yon burnside, gin ye maun ken, In a wee house wi' my minnie. But I foor up the glen at e'en, To see my bony lassie; And lang before the grey morn cam, She was na hauf sae saucey. O weary fa' the waukrife cock, And the foumart lay his crawin! He wauken'd the auld wife frae her sleep, A wee blink or the dawin. An angry wife I wat she raise, And o'er the bed she brought her; And wi' a meikle hazel rung She made her a weel-pay'd dochter. O fare thee weel, my bony lass! O fare thee well, my hinnie! Thou art a gay an' a bony lass, But thou has a waukrife minnie.


John Cairney

About this work

This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1789 and is read here by John Cairney.

More about this poem

Burns collected 'A Waukrife Minnie' for inclusion in James Johnson's Scots Musical Museum where it was published in 1790. Burns claimed to have collected the song from a country girl in Nithsdale.

It should be noted, however, that Burns frequently amended and 'improved' songs that he'd taken down from oral performances before submitting them for publication.

Pauline Mackay

Themes for this poem

woman unhappiness anguish

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