BONNIE JEANIE

O ken ye Wullie Broon, Jeanie,
O ken ye Brulzie Glen,
Wi the haslock on the brig, Jeanie,
A' bu ca fu big ben?

Whaur's the loof, noo, Jeanie?
Whaur's the bannock, Jo?
My luv's a blearit caulsie, Jeanie,
An' the gutchers doit sae low.

Snaw white wis her hert, Jeanie,
Waulkin doon the warl.
The midden-creels a' bracht, Jeanie.
The loof's anint the sparl.

Sair rins the Tees noo, Jeanie,
Deevin through the glaes,
But a mons a mons a mon, Jeanie,
Wi'oot a guidmans claes.

Sair rins the Tweed hoocht, Jeanie,
Blithe towmond, bonnie skirl,
The Snowther's blate the criffe, Jeanie,
Wi' birkie frae the sirl.

O ken ye Wullie Broon, Jeanie?
Whaur's the limmer noo?
Flicht stricht the bricht licht fa's, Jeanie,
An' mony mair tae you.

Noo this "poem" is scrieved in Broad Scots an no "Doric" but the best a could dae at short notice.
Mibbe oor panel o resident experts can translate it intae standard English. LJC