up in the m early
cauld bws the wind frae east to west,
the drift is driving sairly;
sae loud and shill's i hear the bst—
i'm sure it's winter fairly.
chorus.—up in the m's no for me,
up in the m early;
when a' the hills are covered wi' snaw,
i'm sure it's winter fairly.
the birds sit chittering ihorn,
a' day they fare but sparely;
and ng's the night frae e'en to morn—
i'm sure it's winter fairly.
up in the m's, &c.
how long and dreary is the night
how long and dreary is t
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