Sunday, January 8, 2012

Where did 'Up Your Maslow' get such a fantastic version of "Wee Willy Winkie as this one?

Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toun,

Up stairs and doon stairs in his nicht-goun,

Tirlin' at the window, cryin' at the lock,

"Are the weans in their bed, for it's noo ten o'clock?"

"Hey, Willie Winkie, are ye comin' ben?

The cat's singin' grey thrums to the sleepin' hen,

The dog's spelder'd on the floor, and disna gi'e a cheep,

But here's a waukrife laddie that winna fa' asleep!"

Onything but sleep, you rogue! glow'ring like the mune,

Rattlin' in an airn jug wi' an airn spune,

Rumblin', tumblin' round about, crawin' like a ****,

Skirlin' like a kenna-what, wauk'nin' sleepin' fock.

"Hey, Willie Winkie - the wean's in a creel!

Wambling aff a bodie's knee like a verra eel,

Ruggin' at the cat's lug, and ravelin' a' her thrums

Hey, Willie Winkie - see, there he comes!"

Wearit is the mither that has a stoorie wean,

A wee stumple stoussie, that canna rin his lane,

That has a battle aye wi' sleep before he'll close an ee

But a kiss frae aff his rosy lips gies strength anew to me.

Where did 'Up Your Maslow' get such a fantastic version of "Wee Willy Winkie as this one?
What do you mean, where? Isn't this the original???



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wee_Willie_...





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Reply:Thats a cool song :)
Reply:Is Wee Willie a euphemism for something? I think maybe so.



Your Wee Willie needs a spankin'.


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