She'll Do It Again
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it again
And for a cow's horn, she'll do it at morn
And merrily turn and do it again.
Among our young lassies is Muirland Meg
She'll beg ya to do it, she'll beg and she'll beg
At thirteen her maidenhead flew to the gate
And the door to the cage, it is wide open yet
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it again
And for a cow's horn, she'll do it at morn
And merrily turn and do it again.
Her kettle-black eyes want to tickle you through
Her lips seem to say "Ah, kiss me, please do"
The curls and the lengths of her bonny black hair
Would put you in mind that the lady has mair
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it again
And for a cow's horn, she'll do it at morn
And merrily turn and do it again.
An armful of love is her bosom so plump
A span of delight is her middle and rump
A taper-white leg and a stomach and style
And a fiddle nearby you can play for the while
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it again
And for a cow's horn, she'll do it at morn
And merrily turn and do it again.
For love's her delight, and kissin's her treasure
She'll stick at no price and give you full measure
So take her warm hand, lad, or better, her leg
And sing of the praises of Muirland Meg
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it, she'll do it
And for a sheep's skin, she'll do it again
And for a cow's horn, she'll do it at morn
And merrily turn and do it again.