O can ye sew cushions and can ye sew sheets
And can ye sing ballulow when the bairn greets?
And hie and baw, birdie, and hie and baw, lamb
And hee and baw, birdie, my bonnie wee lamb
Hie-o, wie-o what will I do wi' ye?
Black's the life that I lead wi' ye
Many o'you, little for to gi' ye
Hie-o, wie-o, what will I do wi' ye?
I've placed my cradle on yon hilly top
And aye as the wind blew my cradle did rock
O hush-a-by, babie, O baw lily loo
And hee adn baw, birdie, my bonnie wee doo
Hie-o, wie-o what will I do wi' ye?
Black's the life that I lead wi' ye
Many o'you, little for to gi' ye
Hie-o, wie-o, what will I do wi' ye?
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