The pauky auld carle came ovir the lee, <br />Wi' mony good-eens and days to mee, <br />Saying, 'Good wife, for zour courtesie, <br />Will ze lodge a silly poor man?' <br />The night was cauld, the carle was wat, <br />And down azont the ingle he sat; <br />My dochters shoulders he gan to clap, <br />And cadgily ranted and sang. <br /> <br />'O wow!' quo he, 'were I as free, <br />As first when I saw this countrie, <br />How blyth and merry wad I bee! <br />And I was nevir think lang.'<br /><br />James Stewart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gaberlunzie-man-a-scottish-song/
