Mirk and rainy is the nicht There's no' a staum in a' the carry Lichtnin's gleam athwart the lift And cauld winds drive wi' winters fury Oh, are ye sleeping Maggie Oh, are ye sleeping Maggie Let me in, for loud the linn is howling Ower the warlock Craigie Fearfu' soughs the boortree bank The rifted wood roars wild and dreary Loud the iron yett does clank The cry of hoolits mak's me eerie Abune ma breath, I daurnae speak For fear I rouse your waukrife Daddy Cauld's the blast upon my cheek O rise, O rise my bonnie lady She's ope'd the door, she's let him in She's cuist aside his dreepin plaidie Blaw yer warst ye rain and wind For Maggie noo I'm an aside ye Noo since your waukin' Maggie Noo since yer waukin' Maggie What care I for hoolits cry For boortree bank or warlock Craigie