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The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht 
Wi, muckle faught an, din 
Oh try and sleep, ye waukrife rogues 
Your faither’s comin’ in 
They never heed a word I speak 
I try to gie a froon 
Buy aye I hap them up an’ cry 
Oh, bairnies cuddle doon

Wee Jamie wi’ the curly heid 
He aye sleeps next the wa 
Bangs up an’ cries,”I want a piece” 
The rascal starts them a’ 
I rinan’ fetch them pieces, drinks 
They stop awe the soun’, 
Then draw the blankets up an’ cry 
“Noo, weanies, cuddle doon”

But ere five minutes gang wee Rab 
Cries out, frae neath the claes 
“Mither, mak’ Tam gie ower at once 
He’s kittlin’ wi’ his taes“ 
The mischief’s in that Tam for tricks 
He’d bother half the toon 
But aye I hap them up and cry 
“Oh bairnies cuddle doon”

At length they hear their faither’s fit 
An’ as he steeks the door 
They turn their faces to the wa’ 
While Tam pretends to snore 
“Hae a’ the weans been gude?” he asks 
As he pits off his shoon 
“The bairnies, John, are in their beds 
An’ land since cuddled doon”

An’ just afore we bed oorsel’s 
We look at oor wee lambs 
Tam has his airm roun’ wee Rab’s neck 
And Rab his airm round Tam’s 
I lift wee Jamie up the bed 
An’ as I straik each croon 
I whisper till my heart fills up 
“Oh bairnies, cuddle doon” 
The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht 
Wi’ mirth that’s dear to me 
But soon the big warl’s cark an’ care 
Will quaten doon their flee 
Yet come what will to ilka ane 
May he wha rules aboon 
Aye whisper though their pows be bald 
“Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon
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