Song—O can ye Labour Lea

Chorus—o can ye labour lea, young man,
  O can ye labour lea?
It fee nor bountith shall us twine
  Gin ye can labour lea.

I fee'd a man at Michaelmas,
  Wi' airle pennies three;
But a' the faut I had to him,
  He could na labour lea,
      O can ye labour lea, &c.

O clappin's gude in Febarwar,
  An' kissin's sweet in May;
But my delight's the ploughman lad,
  That weel can labour lea,
      O can ye labour lea, &c.

O kissin is the key o' luve,
  And clappin' is the lock;
An' makin' o's the best thing yet,
  That e'er a young thing gat.
      O can ye labour lea, &c.

Published in Poems and Songs of Robert Burns

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