There's a nice wee lass and her name's Mary Mack,
mistake she's the miss I'm goin' tae tak'.
There's a lot of other chaps that would get upon her track,
I'm thinking they'd have to get up early.
Mack's faither's makin' Mary Mack mairry me.
faither's makin' me mairry Mary Mack;
I'm goin' tae mairry Mary tae get mairried an' tak' care o' me;
a' be makin' merry when I mairry Mary Mack.
wee lass she his a lot o' brass,
his a lot o' gas, her faither thinks I'm class,
I'd be a silly ass tae let the maitter pass,
faither thinks she suits me fairly.
Mary and her mither gang an awfa' lot thegither,
fact ye niver see the one, or the one withoot the ither.
the fellows often winner if it's Mary or her mither,
baith o' them thegither that I'm courtin'.
the weddin' day's on Wednesday, and everything's arranged,
name will soon be changed tae mine, unless her min' be changed,
makin' the arrangements, faith, I'm jist aboot deranged,
mairrage is an awfa' undertakin'.
sure tae be a grand affair and grander than a fair;
coach and pair for rich and peer and every pair that's there;
dine upon the finest fare, I'm sure tae get my share,
don't we'll all be very much mistaken.
Footnote : I was reminded of this song at a
recent Gaberlunzie Folk Night in Kennoway - it probably started life in
the Music Hall era and then entered the folk tradition.Gordon and Robin
fair gied it laldy