Comin' Thro' The Rye

by Bob Blake




O, Jenny's a' wet, poor body
Jenny's seldom dry
She draggled a' her petticoatie
Comin thro' the rye!

Comin thro' the rye, poor body
Comin thro' the rye
She draigl't a' her petticoatie
Comin thro' the rye!

if, should a body meet a body
Comin thro' the rye
Gin a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?

Comin thro' the rye, poor body
Comin thro' the rye
She draigl't a' her petticoatie
Comin thro' the rye!

Gin a body meet a body
Comin thro' the glen
Gin a body kiss a body
Need the world know?

Comin thro' the rye, poor body
Comin thro' the rye
She draigl't a' her petticoatie
Comin thro' the rye!

Gin a body meet a body
Comin thro' the grain
Gin a body kiss a body
The thing's a body's own

Comin thro' the rye, poor body
Comin thro' the rye
She draigl't a' her petticoatie
Comin thro' the rye!

Ilka lassie has her laddie
Nane, they say, ha'e I
Yet all the lads they smile on me
When comin' thro' the rye

Written by: Robert Burns

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