Correction Lyrics A Braw Wooer by Robert Burns

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Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen
And sair wi' his love he did deave me;
I said there was naething I hated like men:
The deuce gae wi 'm to believe me, believe me
The deuce gae wi 'm to believe me

He spak o' the darts in my bonie black een
And vow'd for my love he was diein;
I said he might die when he liked for Jean:
The Lord forgie me for liein, for liein
The Lord forgie me for liein!

A weel-stocked mailen, himsel for the laird
And marriage aff-hand, were his proffers:
I never loot on that I ken'd it, or car'd
But thought I might hae waur offers, waur offers
But thought I might hae waur offers

But what wad ye think? in a fortnight or less
The deil tak his taste to gae near her!
He up the lang loan to my black cousin Bess
Guess ye how, the jad! I could bear her, could bear her
Guess ye how, the jad! could bear her
But a' the niest week I fretted wi' care
I gaed to the tryste o' Dalgarnock
And wha but my fine fickle lover was there
I glowr'd as I'd seen a warlock, a warlock
I glowr'd as I'd seen a warlock

But owre my left shoulder I gae him a blink
Lest neibors might say I was saucy;
My wooer he caper'd as he'd been in drink
And vow'd I was his dear la**ie, dear la**ie
And vow'd I was his dear la**ie

I spier'd for my cousin fu' couthy and sweet
Gin she had recover'd her hearin
And how her new shoon fit her auld shachl't feet—
But, heavens! how he fell a swearin, a swearin
But, heavens! how he fell a swearin

He begg'd, for gudesake, I wad be his wife
Or else I wad kill him wi' sorrow:
So e'en to preserve the poor body in life
I think I maun wed him to-morrow, to-morrow
I think I maun wed him to-morrow

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