The Soor Milk Cairt Songtext
von The McCalmans

Oh, I am a country chappie and I′m serving at Polnoon
On a fairm near to Eaglesham, that fine auld-fashioned toon
Whaur, wi' the milk each mornin′, a little after three
We tak the road richt merrily, my auld black horse and me

Wi' her cheeks sae red and rosie, and e'en sae bonnie blue
Dancin′ and glancin′ she pierced me through and through
She fairly won ma fancy, and stole awa' ma hert
Drivin′ into Glesga on a soor milk cairt

I raised her up beside me and we soon got on the craic
I slipped my airm aroond her waist as by my side she sat
I telt the auld, auld story as the woods around me rang
Wi' the singing o′ the mavis and the blackbird's cheery sang

I′ve heard o' lads and lasses making love in shady bowers
And hoo they woo'd and won amang the roses and the flowers
But I′ ne′er forget the morning wee Cupid threw his dart
And made me pop the question in the soor milk cairt


Wi' her cheeks sae red and rosie, and e′en sae bonnie blue
Dancin' and glancin′ she pierced me through and through
She fairly won ma fancy, and stole awa' ma hert
Drivin′ into Glesga on a soor milk cairt

Since the lassie has consented next term time cams roon
I mean tae buy a harness plaid and a bonnie silken goon
We're settlin' tae get marret just aboot next August fair
When aw oor auld acquaintances I hope to see them there

The lass had never had a hurl in a carriage aw her days
Sae when that I proposed tae hae a coach and pair o′ greys
"Na, na", quo′ she, "The siller's scarce, ye ken we canna spare′t
And I'd rather hae the jooglin′ o' the soor milk cairt"

Wi′ her cheeks sae red and rosie, and e'en sae bonnie blue
Dancin' and glancin′ she pierced me through and through
She fairly won ma fancy, and stole awa′ ma hert
Drivin' into Glesga on a soor milk cairt

Wi′ her cheeks sae red and rosie, and e'en sae bonnie blue
Dancin′ and glancin' she pierced me through and through
She fairly won ma fancy, and stole awa′ ma hert
Drivin' into Glesga on a soor milk cairt