Song—Scroggam, my dearie

There was a wife wonn'd in Cockpen,
      Scroggam;
She brew'd gude ale for gentlemen;
  Sing auld Cowl lay ye down by me,
    Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

The gudewife's dochter fell in a fever,
      Scroggam;
The priest o' the parish he fell in anither;
  Sing auld Cowl lay ye down by me,
    Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

They laid the twa i' the bed thegither,
      Scroggam;
That the heat o' the tane might cool the tither;
  Sing auld Cowl, lay ye down by me,
    Scroggam, my dearie, ruffum.

Published in Poems and Songs of Robert Burns

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