Crowdie Ever Mair

O that I had ne’er been married, I wad never had nae care; Now I’ve gotten wife and bairns, An’ they cry “crowdie!” ever mair.

Ance crowdie, twice crowdie, Three times crowdie in a day; Gin ye crowdie ony mair, Ye’ll crowdie a’ my meal away.

Waefu want and hunger fley me, Glowrin’ by the hallen en’; Sair I fecht them at the door, But aye I’m eerie they come ben.