crowdie ever mair

o that i had ne'er been married,

i wad never had nae care,

now i've gotten wife an' weans,

an' they cry “crowdie” evermair.

chorus—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 han en';

sair i fecht them at the door,

but aye i'm eerie they e ben.

ance crowdie, c.