Chorus-We’ll hide the Cooper behint the door, Behint the door, behint the door, We’ll hide the Cooper behint the door, And cover him under a mawn, O.
The Cooper o’ Cuddy came here awa, He ca’d the girrs out o’er us a’; An’ our gudewife has gotten a ca’, That’s anger’d the silly gudeman O. We’ll hide the Cooper, &c.
He sought them out, he sought them in, Wi’ deil hae her! an’, deilhae him! But the body he was saedoited and blin’, He wist na where he was gaun O. We’ll hide the Cooper, &c.
They cooper’d at e’en, they cooper’d at morn, Till our gudeman has gotten the scorn; On ilka brow she’s planted a horn, And swears that there they sallstan’ O. We’ll hide the Cooper, &c.
Robert Burns, (born January 25, 1759, Alloway, Ayrshire, Scotland—died July 21, 1796, Dumfries, Dumfriesshire), national poet of Scotland. He wrote lyrics, ballads and songs in Scots and in English. He was also notable for his amorous adventures and his rebellion against religion and morality.
