The Holland Trade

歌詞

Was a sight ever bonnier at morn Than a black-face ewie wi' a crook tae her horn? Grazin' in the lea o' a fell above the sea Wi' a fine fleece waitin' tae be shorn Ye'll drive her through the bonny banks o' broom And ye'll cut awa' her coat afore the heather comes tae bloom And the clickin' o' the shears will reach a Flemish weaver's ears And he'll answer wi' the rattle o' his loom Come herd or hynd, come wright o' shearer Come every rash and rovin' blade I'll bring ye tae the banks o' Veere Tae try your luck at the Holland trade Tae prosper, ye maun leave the hills behind Drive your cairt up tae Crail and find the harbour doon the wynd At the sign o' the anchor, ye'll meet a man o' rank Wha'll bring ye tae a bonny barquentine Ye'll sail across the German Ocean wide And the merchants will be waitin' when ye reach the other side And their eyes'll tell the tale as they finger every bale And then ye'll seal yer bargain on the tide Come herd or hynd, come wright o' shearer Come every rash and rovin' blade I'll bring ye tae the banks o' Veere Tae try your luck at the Holland trade Ye'll find yersel a lass upon the shore And if ye tell her ye've a ship ye'll hae her mother at the door For it's a fine-feathered life tae be a wool captain's wife Drinkin' port and sherry wine forever more And if she'll consent tae tak your name Ye'll turn a fine Dutch damsel tae a guid Scots dame And she'll bring yer supper in wi' a dram o' Hollands gin And smile when ye put oot the candle flame Come herd or hynd, come wright o' shearer Come every rash and rovin' blade I'll bring ye tae the banks o' Veere Tae try your luck at the Holland trade So when a fine brig comes sailin' up the Forth Wi' sack for the south and brandy for the north While the siller's linkin' in That pays for sober men tae sin Just remember what gave the trade its worth For there's many's the fortune that's been born Tae a black-faced ewie wi' a crook tae her horn Grazin' in the lea o' a fell above the sea Wi' a fine fleece waitin' tae be shorn Come herd or hynd, come wright o' shearer Come every rash and rovin' blade I'll bring ye tae the banks o' Veere Tae try your luck at the Holland trade