Robert Burns (1759–1796). Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

82 . Song—Kissing my Katie

O MERRY hae I been teethin’ a heckle,

An’ merry hae I been shapin’ a spoon;

O merry hae I been cloutin’ a kettle,

An’ kissin’ my Katie when a’ was done.

O a’ the lang day I ca’ at my hammer,

An’ a’ the lang day I whistle and sing;

O a’ the lang night I cuddle my kimmer,

An’ a’ the lang night as happy’s a king.

Bitter in dool I lickit my winnins

O’ marrying Bess, to gie her a slave:

Blest be the hour she cool’d in her linnens,

And blythe be the bird that sings on her grave!

Come to my arms, my Katie, my Katie;

O come to my arms and kiss me again!

Drucken or sober, here’s to thee, Katie!

An’ blest be the day I did it again.