Traditional
There's a nice wee lass and her name's Mary Mack,
Mak no
mistake she's the miss I'm goin' tae tak'.
There's a lot of other chaps that would get upon her track,
But
I'm thinking they'd have to get up early.
Chorus
:
Mary
Mack's faither's makin' Mary Mack mairry me.
My
faither's makin' me mairry Mary Mack;
And
I'm goin' tae mairry Mary tae get mairried an' tak' care o' me;
We'll
a' be makin' merry when I mairry Mary Mack.
This
wee lass she his a lot o' brass,
She
his a lot o' gas, her faither thinks I'm class,
And
I'd be a silly ass tae let the maitter pass,
Her
faither thinks she suits me fairly.
Noo
Mary and her mither gang an awfa' lot thegither,
In
fact ye niver see the one, or the one withoot the ither.
And
the fellows often winner if it's Mary or her mither,
Or the
baith o' them thegither that I'm courtin'.
Noo
the weddin' day's on Wednesday, and everything's arranged,
Her
name will soon be changed tae mine, unless her min' be changed,
And wi'
makin' the arrangements, faith, I'm jist aboot deranged,
For
mairrage is an awfa' undertakin'.
It's
sure tae be a grand affair and grander than a fair;
A
coach and pair for rich and peer and every pair that's there;
We'll
dine upon the finest fare, I'm sure tae get my share,
If I
don't we'll all be very much mistaken.
Footnote : I was reminded of this song at a
recent Gaberlunzie Folk Night in Kennoway - it probably started life in
the Music Hall era and then entered the folk tradition.Gordon and Robin
fair gied it laldy
