Classic Poem

There was a miller's dochter,
She wadna want a baby, O;
She took her father's grey hound
An' row'd it in a plaidie, O.

Singing, Hush-a-ba! hush-a-ba!
Hush-a-ba, my baby, O!
An 'twere na for your lang beard,
I wad kiss your gabbie, O!