Penniluck's legacy
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Tae Ma Bed.(To Scots Everywhere)
Oh lumpy bumpy saggin` misshapen heap.
Ah left ye for a while and couldna sleep.
Ah missed thon special spring dug in ma hip
Ah dinnie care how oft ye gie me gyp.
Ah know ye`re no what abody wid want.
Ah`ve tried tae sleep elsewhar,but ah jist can`t.
So never will a leave ye couthy bed
I will lie beside ye `till a`m deid.
And even when ah float upon a cloud
Ye`ll still hear me shoutin` awfie loud
Dear God if this is Heaven, gie me hell
Mebye there, he`ll tak ma bed as well.
Ah left ye for a while and couldna sleep.
Ah missed thon special spring dug in ma hip
Ah dinnie care how oft ye gie me gyp.
Ah know ye`re no what abody wid want.
Ah`ve tried tae sleep elsewhar,but ah jist can`t.
So never will a leave ye couthy bed
I will lie beside ye `till a`m deid.
And even when ah float upon a cloud
Ye`ll still hear me shoutin` awfie loud
Dear God if this is Heaven, gie me hell
Mebye there, he`ll tak ma bed as well.