Shoosht! Shoosht! D’ye hear whit ah say,
Noo behave or ah’ll gie ye a belt,
Ah’ll skelp ye fur nothin’; Don’t look away
An’ fur ance in yir life, jist dae as yir telt!
Ah’m tellin’ mah ma oan you, when ah get in
An’ she’ll tell mah da an’ you’ll get a skelp!
Well, ah’ll tell ye this, ye know clipin’s a sin
An’ when yir da starts, don’t look here fur help!
Well ah didnae know that clipin’s a sin
An’ ah’ll no’ tell mah ma so ye’ll no’ get a skelp,
Ah’ll no’ tell hur anythin’ when I get in
An’ ah’ll no’ look tae you cos ah’ll no’ need yir help! !
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