Tibbie Fowler O' The Glen Lyrics - Andy M. Stewart

Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her 

Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her 

Ten cam' east and ten cam' west and ten cam' sailin' ower the watter 

Twa cam' doon yon lang dyke side, there's ower mony wooin' at her 

Chorus (after each verse): 

Wooin' at her, pu'in at her 

Wantin' her, canna get her 

Silly elf, it's for her pelf 

A' the lads are wooin' at her 

Seven but and seven ben, aye seven in the pantry wi' her 

Twenty heid aroon' the door, there's ower mony wooin' at her 

She's got pendles in her lugs, aye cockle shells would set her better 

High-heeled sheen wi' siller tags and a' the lads are wooin' at her 

Be a lassie 'ere sae black o' gin she hid the penny siller 

Set her up on Tintock Tap, the wind will blaw a minnie 'til her 

Be a lassie 'ere sae fair o' gin she hid the penny siller 

A flea would fell her in the air afore a man was even 'til her