Young Folk Dance to your daddy

Dance to your daddie sing to thy mammie
Dance to your daddie till thy mammy sing
Thoo shalt have a fishy on a little dishie
Thoo shalt have a fishy when the boot comes in

I like a drop mysel',
When I can get it sly,
I know my bonny bairn,
Will like it well as I.

Here's thy mother humming,
Like a canny woman;
Yonder comes thy father,
Drunk - he cannot stand.

May we get a drop,
Oft as we stand in need;
And weel may the keel row
That brings the bairns their bread.

Come here, me little Jacky
Now I've had me baccy
Let us have a crackie
Till the boat comes in


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