THE SHEPHERD'S SONG I'm a shepherd and I rise Ere the sun is in the skies I can lamb the yowes wi ony o them a' I like my flock to feed To look fresh and fair indeed But I wish the cauld east winds would never blaw. Refrain: I can smear me sheep and dip I can udderlock and clip I can lamb the yowes wi ony o them a' I can paddock, I can twin, Aye, an can cheat them wi' a skin But I wish the cauld east winds would never blaw. When the winter time is here For their lives I sometimes fear To some sheltered nook my flock I'll gently ca'; Or in the morning grey, I turn them to the brae Or seek them 'mang the towering wreaths o snaw In the lambing time I wot, It was little sleep I got But when the summer's sunny breezes blaw, On yon bonny sunny hill I'll lie and sleep my fill When the lambs are running roond about me braw. I can cut and mark and spean [wean] Or drive them to the train Though their dams be running bleating in a raw I can stand the market through And right well sell them too And my master's money safely bring it a'. I can work in time o need I can sow or hoe or weed. I can swing the sythe wi ony o them a' I can cut the corn and bind And right braw stooks leave behind That will stand the autumn winds when houses fa'. And when I've done my wark Let the night be e'er so dark At a swaggering pace I'll hie mysel awa To my lassie, dearest yin She's the best beneath the sun She'll name the day we'll be nae longer twa. Noo my neebor herds beware When you gang to show or fair The fiery liquour never taste ava If you're drouthy, thole awee, Till your ain braw hills ye see And the bonny bubblin streams will quell it a' //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Smearing" with a mixture of tar and butter was the process used before sheep-dip became available. "Udderlocking" is gently pulling wool off the udder. "Parrocking" was getting a ewe to accept another ewe's lamb by confining them together in a small enclosure, or parrock. "Twinning" was getting a strong ewe to take a second lamb, sometimes by tying her own dead lamb's skin round a strange lamb ("cheating wi a skin"). Philip Whittaker wrote: > Has anyone already transcribed the words of the Shepherd's Life as sung > by Willie Scott? Yes. I found it in Tocher No.25 from 1977, and I'll amend your lyrics from that. It was recorded from Willie Scott by Francis Collinson Nigel Gatherer, Crieff