The Cutty Wren
anonimo
Originale | Il piĆ¹ antico testo conosciuto della canzone, dalle Scots Song ... |
THE CUTTY WREN | THE CUTTY WREN |
Oh where are you going said Milder to Moulder | Will ze go to the wood? quo' FOZIE MOZIE; |
Oh we may not tell you said Festel to Fose | Will ze go to the wood? quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE; |
We're off to the woods said John the Red Nose | Will ze go to the wood? quo' FOSLIN'ene; |
We're off to the woods said John the Red Nose | Will ze go to the wood? quo' brither and kin. |
And what will you do there said Milder to Moulder | What to do there? quo' FOZIE MOZIE; |
We'll shoot the Cutty wren said John the Red Nose | What to do there? quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE; |
And how will you shoot her said Milder to Moulder | What to do there? quo' FOSLIN'ene; |
With bows and with arrows said John the Red Nose | What to do there? quo' brither and kin. |
Oh that will not do said Milder to Moulder | To slay the WREN, quo' FOZIE MOZIE: |
Oh what will you do then said Festel to Fose | To slay the WREN, quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE: |
Great guns and great cannon said John the Red Nose | To slay the WREN, quo' FOSLIN'ene: |
Great guns and great cannon said John the Red Nose | To slay the WREN, quo' brither and kin. |
And how will you fetch her said Milder to Moulder | What way will ze get her hame? quo' FOZIE MOZIE; |
Oh we may not tell you said Festel to Fose | What way will ze get her hame? quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE; |
On four strong men's shoulders said John the Red Nose | What way will ze get her hame? quo' FOSLIN'ene; |
On four strong men's shoulders said John the Red Nose | What way will ze get her hame? quo' brither and kin. |
Ah that will not do said Milder to Moulder | We'll hyre carts and horse, quo' FOZIE MOZIE: |
Oh what will do then said Festel to Fose | We'll hyre carts and horse, quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE: |
Great carts and great wagons said John the Red Nose | We'll hyre carts and horse, quo' FOSLIN'end: |
Great carts and great wagons said John the Red Nose | We'll hyre carts and horse, quo' brither and kin. |
Oh how will you cut her up said Milder to Moulder | What way will we get her in? quo' FOZIE MOZIE; |
With knives and with forks said John the Red Nose | What way will we get her in? quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE; |
Oh that will not do said Milder to Moulder | What way will we get her in? quo' FOSLIN'ene; |
Great hatchets and cleavers said John the Red Nose | What way will we get her in? quo' brither and kin. |
Oh how will you boil her said Milder to Moulder | We'll drive down the door-cheeks, quo' FOZIE MOZIE: |
In pots and in kettles said John the Red Nose | We'll drive down the door-cheeks, quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE: |
O that will not do said Milder to Moulder | We'll drive down the door-cheeks, quo' FOSLIN'ene: |
Great pans and large cauldrons said John the Red Nose | We'll drive down the door-cheeks, quo' brither and kin. |
Oh who'll get the spare ribs said Milder to Moulder | I'll hae a wing, quo' FOZIE MOZIE: |
Oh we may not tell you said Festel to Fose | I'll hae another, quo' JOHNIE REDNOZIE: |
We'll give 'em all to the poor said John the Red Nose | I'll hae a leg, quo' FOSLIN'ene: |
We'll give 'em all to the poor said John the Red Nose | And I'll hae anither, quo' brither and kin. |