Classic Poem

1

" Light, light, light, my little Scotch-ee,
And stay all night with me;
I have a bed of the very, very best,
I'll give it up to thee,
I'll give it up to thee. "

2

" I cannot light, and I will not light,
And stay all night with thee;
For there's a girl in the old Scotch Yard,
This night a-waiting for me,
This night a-waiting for me. "

3

" You cannot light, and you will not light,
But from me you'll never part; "
She took a pen-knife from her side,
And pierced him in the heart,
And pierced him in the heart.

4

She called unto her little lady miss,
" Come unto me I say;
For there's a dead man in my bed,
Come carry him away,
Come carry him away. "

5

She called unto her little lady miss,
" Count the hours, one, two, three;
Are the chickens a-crowing for the middle of the night,
Or are they a-crowing for day,
Or are they a-crowing for day? "

6

Some took him by the lily-white hand,
Some took him by the feet,
And threw him into a new-dug well,
Some forty feet deep,
Some forty feet deep.

7

" Light, light, light, my little birdie,
And settle on my knee;
I have a cage of the very, very best,
I'll give it up to thee,
I'll give it up to thee. "

8

" I cannot light, and I will not light,
And settle on your knee;
For I'm afraid you will sarve me like you sarved
Your little Scotch-ee,
Your little Scotch-ee. "