You're my heel and laddie, boy
And you, bonnie lass,
are my pride and joy
It's the greatest love story
that's ever been told
Well, get on with it,
Others needn't need scold
When I went romancin'
I gained a thought to
any weddin' ring
Every bonnie lassie was
my heel and fling
Nay, glance, I was glancin'
Well, nothin' really
worth a mentionin'
Hopin', watchin',
waitin' for the real, real thing
Though I danced each girl in a twist and twirl,
Nay one would do.
Till it came to pass to this lucky lass
In the fling I was flung with you.
Oh, now my heart is prancing
Noth in' about you I'd be altering
In the years I'll weather
In the hame or on the heather
We'm a one and only healin' fling
I thought you were fallin'
for Annie MacPherson
Nah, nah, he became an impossible person
But what about you and that
Connie McKenzie?
She talked when I puttered
and drove me to frenzy,
but what of the lad known as
Bobby McDougal?
It pays to be thrifty,
but he was too frugal,
and weren't you daft about
Maggie McDermott?
Ah, I tasted her cookin'
to it make me a hermit.
How jealous I was of McDonald
McCoochin'.
His neck had a head on,
but there wasn't much in.
And what of Moosandi?
His hands were too handy,
and wasn't there Jenny?
I'm nay wantin'
any. me but you now.
My heart is prancing,
nothing about you I'd be altering.
The years I'll weather,
in the hame or on the heather,
Whim a one and only heel and fling,
It's the greatest love story that's
ever been told.
Come along with ye, lass.
Aye, we're both getting old.