Traditional Scottish Songs
- Breakfast in My Bed on Sunday Morning
Breakfast in My Bed on Sunday MorningI never, never worry, worry, and I never, never grieve.
I take things nice and easy - what I canna take, I leave.
I work the whole week round, frae early morn till late at nicht.
On Saturday, I eagerly look forword wae delicht to....
Beautiful Sunday! I wish it would never come Monday!
For I lie between the sheets my bed adornin'!
O, it's very nice, yes it's very very nice
To get yer breakfast in yer bed on Sunday morning.
What joy, what great delicht it is, to hear the kirk bells ring!
I wouldn't miss their welcome sound, no not for anythin'
When they commence to ring, I rise, but if it looks like rain,
I fill my pipe, then licht it, and go back to bed again on...
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