Andy M. Stewart - The Echo Mocks The Corncrake lyrics

The la** that I loo'ed first of all Was handsome young and fair Wi' her I spent some happy nichts Alang the banks o' Ayr Wi' her I spent some happy nichts Whaur yon wee burnie rows Whaur the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes We loved each other dearly Disputes we seldom had As constant as the pendulum Her heart beat always glad We sought for love and found it Whaur yon wee burnie rows Whaur the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes Ye maidens fair and pleasure dames Come fae the banks o' Doon Ye dearly pay for every scent To the barbers for perfume But rural joy is free for a' Whaur the scented clover grows Whaur the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes The corncrake is noo awa' The burn is tae the brim The Whinny Knowes are cled wi' snaw That taps the highest whin But when cauld winter is awa' And summer clears the sky We'll welcome back the corncrake The bird o' rural joy