Scottish Poetry Selection
- The Dominie's Happy Lot
The Dominie's Happy Lot
The Dominie is growing grey,
And feth he's keepit thrang
Wi' counts an' spellin' a' the day,
And liffies when they're wrang.
He dauners out at nine o'clock,
He dauners hame at four
Frae twal to ane to eat and smoke
And sae his day is owre!Oh! Leezie, Leezie, fine and easy
Is a job like yon -
A' Saturday at gowf to play,
And aye the pay gaun on!When winter days are cauld and dark,
And dykes are deep wi' snaw,
And bairns are shivern' owre their wark,
He shuts the shop at twa;
And when it comes to Hogmanay,
And fun comes roarin' ben,
And ilka dog maun tak' a day,
The Dominie tak's ten!Oh! Leezie, Leezie, fine and easy
Is a job like yon
To stop the mill whene'er you will,
And aye the pay gaun on!And when Inspectors gi'e a ca'
He tak's them roun' to dine,
And aye the upshot o' it a -
'"The bairns are daein' fine!"
And sae the "Board" come smirkin' roun'
Wi' prizes in their haun';
And syne it's frae the end o' June
Until the Lord kens whan!Oh! Leezie, Leezie, fine and easy
Is a job like yon
Sax weeks to jaunt and gallivant,
And aye the pay gaun on!Meaning of unusual words:
thrang=bustling
liffies=smacks on the hand
dauners=strolls
syne=since
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