This ay nicht, this ay nicht Every nicht and all Fire and sleet and candleleigt And Christ receive thy soul If ever thou gavest hosen or schon Every nicht and all The winnes shall prick thee to the bare bane And Christ receive thy soul If ever thou gavest hosen or schon Every nicht and all Then sit ye down and put them on And Christ receive thy soul When thou from hence away do fall Every nicht and all To Brig a' Dread thou comest at last And Christ receive thy soul
This ay nicht, this ay nicht Every nicht and all Fire and sleet and candleleigt And Christ receive thy soul If ever thou gavest hosen or schon Every nicht and all The winnes shall prick thee to the bare bane And Christ receive thy soul If ever thou gavest hosen or schon Every nicht and all Then sit ye down and put them on And Christ receive thy soul When thou from hence away do fall Every nicht and all To Brig a' Dread thou comest at last And Christ receive thy soul
